...I always look forward to the huge smile R gives me when he wakes up in the next morning.
Some nights I go to bed feeling like I could sleep for days after R's had a I-will-not-nap-yet-I'm-super-cranky day; still, the next morning is always a new day and I'm always greeted with my baby boy's sweet smile.
Parenting is the toughest job I've ever had and yet still is, and always will be, the greatest job in the entire world.
Love that baby boy's sweet smile.
Do I really have to let him get married someday?!?!?!? ;-)
Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Friday, November 4, 2011
No "sick" days
Today started out like any normal Friday. R and I got up and headed to "Stroller Rollers." A workout class for mom and baby offered on base and taught by one of my dearest friends.
What wasn't normal about today was what happened after we returned home. R went down for a nap and I started to tidy up around the house.
Then it hit me...
Waves of horrible nausea. The kind that makes you feel gross all over and make you want to crawl into bed and never come back out.
I decided to use the time I had while R was napping to sneak in a nap too.
It lasted 20 minutes.
R and I then spent the next 2.5 hours before his next nap laying in my bed. I did my best to read to him and play with him while not jostling my tummy too much.
Finally R was back down for a nap and I slept for 1.5 hours he did. It helped. I was not, however, cured yet.
The second half of the day went about the same as the first half. I'd sleep anytime R did, even for 10 minutes, and we'd play and read any time he was awake.
FYI: My stomach does seem to be recovering now. I think it may have been a 24 hour bug.
Thinking back on my day, I realized something. When I was a teacher and I was sick, I'd spend the whole day sleeping and vegging in front of the tv.
Today I did a small amount of sleeping and no vegging.
Mind you, I'm not complaining, because I still think stay-at-home mom is the best job in the entire world.
I am, however, politely pointing this out to anyone who thinks that being a stay-at-home mom is an "easy" or "lazy" job.
There are no "sick" days in motherhood; you still have to be available 24-7 for the boss.
The cutest and greatest boss ever.
What wasn't normal about today was what happened after we returned home. R went down for a nap and I started to tidy up around the house.
Then it hit me...
Waves of horrible nausea. The kind that makes you feel gross all over and make you want to crawl into bed and never come back out.
I decided to use the time I had while R was napping to sneak in a nap too.
It lasted 20 minutes.
R and I then spent the next 2.5 hours before his next nap laying in my bed. I did my best to read to him and play with him while not jostling my tummy too much.
Finally R was back down for a nap and I slept for 1.5 hours he did. It helped. I was not, however, cured yet.
The second half of the day went about the same as the first half. I'd sleep anytime R did, even for 10 minutes, and we'd play and read any time he was awake.
FYI: My stomach does seem to be recovering now. I think it may have been a 24 hour bug.
Thinking back on my day, I realized something. When I was a teacher and I was sick, I'd spend the whole day sleeping and vegging in front of the tv.
Today I did a small amount of sleeping and no vegging.
Mind you, I'm not complaining, because I still think stay-at-home mom is the best job in the entire world.
I am, however, politely pointing this out to anyone who thinks that being a stay-at-home mom is an "easy" or "lazy" job.
There are no "sick" days in motherhood; you still have to be available 24-7 for the boss.
The cutest and greatest boss ever.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Motherhood...
I love being R's mommy. It is the best job in the entire world. It pays in smiles and snuggles, but to me that's worth a million times more than Bill Gates makes in a year. R is my world and I would never trade a second that I spend with him.
However...motherhood is also one of the most exhausting things I've ever done. The last two days our sweet baby has had 1-2 screaming fits out of nowhere. It's frustrating and scary to have our baby screaming literally till he's red in the face. Of course he can't tell us what's bothering him so we spent 10 minutes tossing ideas back and forth, while comforting R, till we finally settled on an air bubble.
That's right...
An air bubble.
Within those 10 minutes he had burped 3 times and passed gas a handful of times and then suddenly all was well with the world again.
It's crazy how a small thing can cause such a major meltdown. Now I'm not complaining, mind you, because I, myself, have experienced the same issue and it's not pleasant. But Lordy be...the panic an air bubble can cause in both baby and mommy. By the time R's second meltdown was over today both he and I were ready for a good night's sleep.
I guess we'll chalk this one up as another lesson of parenthood thus far: the rogue air bubble.
However...motherhood is also one of the most exhausting things I've ever done. The last two days our sweet baby has had 1-2 screaming fits out of nowhere. It's frustrating and scary to have our baby screaming literally till he's red in the face. Of course he can't tell us what's bothering him so we spent 10 minutes tossing ideas back and forth, while comforting R, till we finally settled on an air bubble.
That's right...
An air bubble.
Within those 10 minutes he had burped 3 times and passed gas a handful of times and then suddenly all was well with the world again.
It's crazy how a small thing can cause such a major meltdown. Now I'm not complaining, mind you, because I, myself, have experienced the same issue and it's not pleasant. But Lordy be...the panic an air bubble can cause in both baby and mommy. By the time R's second meltdown was over today both he and I were ready for a good night's sleep.
I guess we'll chalk this one up as another lesson of parenthood thus far: the rogue air bubble.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Surprises everyday!
One of the things that I love most about being a mother is all of the new developments I get to witness each day.
Around 6 weeks, we noticed that R was starting to smile, intentionally, at us. Talk about the warm and fuzzy feelings!
Around 9-10 weeks, and especially now in week 11, he's starting to "talk" more and more to us. He'll even hold a conversation of sorts with us. It's so neat to watch him come into his own personality.
We've seen him roll over (albeit on accident, we think, since he hasn't done it since), roll to his side, lift his head 45 degrees during tummy time, and so much more.
But the things that really get me are the stunts that catch me totally off guard.
Take today for example, I put R in his swaddler for his nap. The boy loves to be swaddled. Now if you haven't seen a Summer swaddler, it's basically like a blanket with strategically placed velcro to ensure a snug swaddle. Two hours later, when I hear he's awake, I walk in to get him. What I don't expect is to find that he has escaped his swaddler. Both arms are out of the swaddler and it looks as though he's gotten it unvelcroed as well. He's 2.5 months old. How has he accomplished this?!?
It looks like we won't be in the swaddler much longer. My baby is growing up so fast.
Around 6 weeks, we noticed that R was starting to smile, intentionally, at us. Talk about the warm and fuzzy feelings!
Around 9-10 weeks, and especially now in week 11, he's starting to "talk" more and more to us. He'll even hold a conversation of sorts with us. It's so neat to watch him come into his own personality.
We've seen him roll over (albeit on accident, we think, since he hasn't done it since), roll to his side, lift his head 45 degrees during tummy time, and so much more.
But the things that really get me are the stunts that catch me totally off guard.
Take today for example, I put R in his swaddler for his nap. The boy loves to be swaddled. Now if you haven't seen a Summer swaddler, it's basically like a blanket with strategically placed velcro to ensure a snug swaddle. Two hours later, when I hear he's awake, I walk in to get him. What I don't expect is to find that he has escaped his swaddler. Both arms are out of the swaddler and it looks as though he's gotten it unvelcroed as well. He's 2.5 months old. How has he accomplished this?!?
It looks like we won't be in the swaddler much longer. My baby is growing up so fast.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
To teethe or not to teethe...
That is the question. The million dollar one actually.
Looking at my sweet baby boy I now see a face full of drool, swollen gums, and a fussier than normal baby. He's only 2.5 months old and so many people tell me that he couldn't possibly be teething yet. I beg to differ. Reading up on teething provide so many different perspectives. Some claim a list of "symptoms" while others claim there really are no distinct "symptoms." Either way, if I've learned anything thus far in parenting, it's that I should trust my gut. Mama knows best. And this mama says my boy is teething.
Now when it comes to teething this early I find that I am a lack for pain relief methods. We don't want to give R any over-the-counter remedies and so there isn't much I can do for the little fella. We have Hyland's homeopathic gel for his gums, but the instructions say that it shouldn't be used until 4 months of age. We also have Sophie the teether, but again we aren't supposed to bust her out until 3 months of age due to the possibility of a latex allergy in babies.
So what's a mama to do? For now lots and lots of cuddling and comforting. And you know what? That's just fine with me. My baby will only be little for so long and I want to cherish every moment of his babyhood just as I plan to cherish every moment of his childhood and adulthood. We're only given so long on this earth and I plan to make sure that R knows his mama loves him and is never too busy to spend quality time with him. He is my #1. The laundry, dishes, and cleaning can wait. Oh darn...;-)
Looking at my sweet baby boy I now see a face full of drool, swollen gums, and a fussier than normal baby. He's only 2.5 months old and so many people tell me that he couldn't possibly be teething yet. I beg to differ. Reading up on teething provide so many different perspectives. Some claim a list of "symptoms" while others claim there really are no distinct "symptoms." Either way, if I've learned anything thus far in parenting, it's that I should trust my gut. Mama knows best. And this mama says my boy is teething.
Now when it comes to teething this early I find that I am a lack for pain relief methods. We don't want to give R any over-the-counter remedies and so there isn't much I can do for the little fella. We have Hyland's homeopathic gel for his gums, but the instructions say that it shouldn't be used until 4 months of age. We also have Sophie the teether, but again we aren't supposed to bust her out until 3 months of age due to the possibility of a latex allergy in babies.
So what's a mama to do? For now lots and lots of cuddling and comforting. And you know what? That's just fine with me. My baby will only be little for so long and I want to cherish every moment of his babyhood just as I plan to cherish every moment of his childhood and adulthood. We're only given so long on this earth and I plan to make sure that R knows his mama loves him and is never too busy to spend quality time with him. He is my #1. The laundry, dishes, and cleaning can wait. Oh darn...;-)
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