Friday, July 29, 2011

Growing So Fast (Your Three Words)

It seems like yesterday I was snuggling with you, holding you close and wishing that my maternity leave would last forever.  I blinked once, and here you are, at nine months old developing a temper, crawling up a storm and laughing at the silliest things.  You are growing up so fast, and while I'm so proud of you for all you are accomplishing, there is a selfish part of me that wants to hold onto these moments.



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Everyone told me this time would fly by.....and they were right. 

I love the "grown up" things you are learning - how to pull yourself up on the couch to stand, the way you hold your own bottle and giving me kisses when I make the "fishy face."  You are growing up so fast and you know what?  It's kinda growing on me too.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

I'm Becomming 'That' Mom

When I was pregnant, I swore I'd never become "that" mom.  It started with my delusional thinking that I was some superhuman who'd be able to go through labor and delivery without pain medication.  (Side note - my "earth mother" mentality changed the first moment I was offered an epidural).  I'd never be the one to watch her child breathe while sleeping - it seemed creepy at the time.  I wouldn't worry about the silly things.  I would be able to soothe my child at the drop of a hat.  Temper tantrums?  Yeah, they wouldn't exist in my house. 

After giving birth, I slowly but surely saw myself doing all of the things I swore I'd never do.  I can't even begin to tell you how many times I got up out of my hospital bed the first night he was born to watch his chest rise and fall.  I was amazed and in awe of this beautiful baby that God had blessed me with. 

Next came the first time my son got sick.  It was just an allergic reaction to cow's milk formula that was a HUGE deal for me when it first happened.  It was the first of many silly things that I have worried about over the past nine months. 

Don't even get me started on temper tantrums.  The little guy is only nine months old but he certainly has his angry moments where he freaks out if he doesn't get what he wants.  Let's just say temper tantrums happen more often than I ever imagined and he's still so young!   I can't imagine how this is going to play out as he gets older.

Anyway......onto my "that" mom moment......

Lately, I've been noticing the fun position the little guy has been sleeping in.  It's hilarious.  He looks like he's chilling out while he's dreaming.  The only way I could possibly take a picture of him doing this was by turning off the shutter sound and muting the button noises on my camera and take the pictures in complete darkness.  I couldn't see a darn thing, but after a few flashes, I got what I was looking for.
Comfortable?

Just dreamin' with my hands behind my head

I tiptoed out of his room with a smile on my face knowing that even though I may be turning into 'that' mom, these are the precious moments I'll be remembering for years to come.

So tell me.  Have you ever been 'that' mom?

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Wordless Wednesday

Lookin' good buddy, lookin' good.



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The Great Food Debate

The little guy isn't a picky eater. In fact, he'll eat almost anything that's put in front of him. This has its good and bad points. It's great that he's willing to experiment with foods but when I tell you he'll eat almost anything, that also includes toys, spoons.....you get the idea.

Mmmm rice cereal!
Despite how much he loves food, the little guy is allergic to certain things. So far we found out that he has an allergy to cow's milk formula and an allergy to strawberries. Because of this, I am extremely careful about monitoring his reaction to foods. Needless to say, I was more than a little upset when I found out that someone on my husband's side of the family fed him baby pancakes without my knowledge. First of all, eggs are a no-no until he's 12 months old. Secondly, I didn't find out that this happened until almost a month after the fact - from my six year old nephew. Thirdly, and probably most importantly, this is why I don't like when certain family members babysit. Sometimes they take it upon themselves to be the mother in the situation when it's not needed.

Sorry for the vent, but I had to let it out somewhere! I mean really, all I ask is that if you're going to offer food to my son, could you at least ask me first? Seriously - what if he would've had an allergic reaction? I wouldn't have known what it was from because said person didn't say a word. And you know what? That just wasn't cool.

Has anyone ever had a similar experience with this? how did you handle it?

Monday, July 25, 2011

A Case of the Giggles

Hands down, one of the best things about being a mom is hearing your child laugh.  The little sound that suddenly appears from out of nowhere for apparently no reason.  Such was the case with the little guy over the weekend.  His laugh has gone from little smiles to giggles to full out belly laughs faster than I'd like to admit.  Please excuse the quality of the video.  The husband was vacuuming in the background but I was able to catch the little guy's full out belly laugh while tossing balls to him.




His laughter reminds me that these are the moments to treasure, life isn't as bad as I sometimes think and really, this is all that matters.

What's something odd that gets your child to laugh?

Friday, July 22, 2011

Reflections on Motherhood

I love reading blogs. Heck, it's part of the reason I started my food blog three years ago. Through reading blogs, I have come across some pretty great things.   While reading some of my favorite mommy blogs this morning, I came across a reference to the video Reflections of Motherhood.  I was intrigued, so I looked it up on You Tube.  I LOVE this video and hope that you will find some hope, solidarity or inspiration when you watch it. 





This video had me thinking about what I would tell myself if I could go back to the moment before my son was born.  I would tell myself "you will find love like you've never imagined." 

So how about you?  What would you tell yourself before your child was born?

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Being Better for your Children

The little guy had his nine month well visit last Thursday.  He's growing in leaps and bounds, and I couldn't be a prouder mommy.  During the visit, the doctor informed me that we can begin table food with him as long as the pieces are bite sized.

After a lengthy discussion of what he can and can't have, the doctor asked me what the husband and I typically eat for dinner.  When I told her chicken/pasta/lean beef and a salad she told me that we have to do better than that.  The little guy will model himself after what we eat, so if we are trying to feed him vegetables and not eating them ourselves, he'll be less likely to try them. 

All of this talk got me thinking about how I can be a better example for my son even in the ways I eat.  It's inspiring when you really stop to think about it.  This week, I've been trying to eat fruit after dinner instead of my usual dessert.  Just yesterday, as I was eating my peach, the little guy got so excited and wanted to try what I was eating.....and so I let him taste it.  The result?  I ended up with a few slices of peaches to call my own and a baby who "mmmmm-ed" and slurped his way through the peach.  It was fabulous.

So that leaves me with this thought.  How else can you be better for your children?

Monday, July 18, 2011

The Importance of Dating

I'm a working mom who wants to spend every moment I can with my son.  I'm also a wife, and since the little guy's been born, the wife side of me hasn't be very apparent.  Some say that's what happens when you have children.  I say that's not a good enough answer.  When I forget to be a wife, I'm also forgetting that my son needs to see parents who love each other.  It's important to me, and it's important to my husband. 

On Saturday I went kicking and screaming on a date with the husband.  We asked my mom to watch the little guy for three hours so we could get some meaningful, adult conversation into our day.  We grabbed a quick lunch and headed out to a local park.

Things began to pick up right where we had left off before we had the little guy. I remembered what it was like to hold his hand, to laugh with abandon and to truly enjoy one another's company.


I wanted to remember each moment, so I took a few pictures of our special time with each other.


After our date was over, we went back to my mom's house.  I was a little worried that the little guy would be upset that we left but you know what........?


.....he was just fine.

This little outing reinforced what I've been told all along - we needed this date as much as our little guy did. The chance to reconnect, re-energize and revitalize our relationship was worth its weight in gold. We'll definitely be scheduling dates more often.  Thanks for babysitting for us, mom.  We really appreciate it!

Does anyone else have date days/nights? Tell me about them!

Friday, July 15, 2011

Milestone Moment - Take Two!

Who would've thought that the little guy would have another milestone moment this week? That makes two in less than seven days - great job, little guy!

You see, he's been truly trying to crawl for the last week.  Before this, he would flop on his belly and get frustrated and upset until someone picked him up.  The first time he rolled over, he was on my bed.  My thought was that it was a softer place for him to be.  Who wants to roll over on a hard floor anyway? 

It looks as if the above thought applies to crawling as well.  The little guy took his first "knees" (it's not steps yet, so I guess "knees" will work) last night.  I was extremely excited to be the first one to see him do this because I missed him turning over because I was at work.  Seeing the little guy so proud of himself because he crawled was incredible.  I grabbed him and hugged him and he gave me this smile that seemed to say "that was pretty cool mom, wasn't it?"

I was able to catch a little bit of it on camera.  Please excuse my annoying excited voice.



Hope you have a fantastic weekend!

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Strange Places to Sleep

The little guy has slept in some strange places over the course of his nine months.   It seemed odd to me that he would sleep almost anywhere except for his crib and Pack 'N Play.  For the first few months, he slept mostly on me.




These pictures are some of my most treasured moments with him. He's not much of a snuggler anymore, so the pictures help me remember a lot.

As he grew and grew, the little guy started sleeping on things other than me.....

....in his bouncer.....

.....in his high chair.....

...and the latest thing he's fallen asleep on.....the top of his toy.

I don't think there's a day that goes by that the little guy doesn't make me laugh.

What's the weirdest place your child has ever fallen asleep?

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Milestone Moment

This morning was an "early" day.  During the summer, my mom is watching my son three days a week.  Some of those days I drive down to her house (about 35 minutes away depending on traffic).  On these early days, I'm up and out of the house with the little guy by 5:30 a.m.  As I was making my coffee, the husband heard the baby starting to get fussy.  When he went in to get him up, my son was sitting up looking around and checking out the scenario.  How cool is that?  My only guess is that the sitting up will progress to standing and eventually climbing out of his own crib.  Everyone has told me that babies grow up fast and I see it more and more every day.

He has gone from tiny little peanut.......



.......to big 'ole baby in the blink of an eye.

It cracks me up because every stage that he has hit has been the "best" stage. When he started to coo, I thought he was in the best stage. He went from cooing to rolling over, from rolling over to sitting up and now, I'm "positive" he's in the best stage - getting ready to crawl.

I wish I could stop time for a little while each day so that I could truly appreciate each and every moment with him.  Me and the husband's lives have never been the same from the moment he was born, but you know what?  That's the best part!

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

The Snacker

Truth be told, I'm scared of the little guy choking.  He's extremely curious about food but when I try giving him some (like a bite of a banana, for example), he either spits it out or chokes.  Don't even get me started with trying to get the piece of whatever it is out of his mouth.  It's like a tug of war!  His lips immediately tense up and he refuses to budge.

My mom gave me the suggestion to try Gerber Graduates Lil' Crunchies.  Mom's know best, right?  I ended up trying the cinnamon maple flavor and the mild cheddar flavor.  These ended up being the perfect solution!  They remind me of mini cheese-curls that melt in your mouthalmost the second you touch them.  I love these almost as much as the little guy does.  See what I mean?




I'm hoping these snacks will help him transition into "real food" when he's old enough. 
What's your child's favorite snack? 

*Disclaimer: I am not in any way affiliated with Gerber, I just really like their product*

Monday, July 11, 2011

Being a Working Mom

I've always said that being a mom isn't the hardest job I've ever done - it's being a working mom that's the hardest. I've wanted to be a stay-at-home mom for as long as I can remember, but it's not in the cards right now for the hubby and I. We're working hard to change the situation but right now, we are where we are.

It's difficult thinking that I'm missing milestones and moments of his life while I'm away at work.  I try not to reflect on it too often because I don't want to have a complete breakdown during work hours.  I keep telling myself that I'm working not by choice but by necessity.  I just hope that when the little guy is older he will realize the same thing.

Today was one of the most difficult days so far (besides my first day back to work). The husband and I dropped the little guy off at the babysitter's house and he started to cry and reach his arms out for one of us to grab him. He's been with this sitter for three months and has never ever cried. He's nine months now, which most people tell me is the time of separation anxiety. It doesn't make it any easier to leave a crying baby though!

Thankfully, when I called to check in on him, the babysitter told me that he's smiling and laughing and completly okay. Phew! Seriously, I can't tell you how hard it is to leave this face every day!

Comfy?
The hubby and I were out for a walk yesterday, and the little guy looked so comfortable that I had to take a picture. See the leg hanging out on the side? This kid cracks me up!

I'd love to hear from any mom dealing with a similar situation.  How do you deal with leaving your child with someone else while you go to work?

Saturday, July 9, 2011

The Where Is It Game?

The little guy has taken on a new venture in life.....the where is it? game.  What exactly is the where is it? game?  Basically, I spend a few seconds putting toys on top of his high chair and the little guy promptly throws them off of the high chair.  The best part is that he's angry if I don't pick up his toys.  He stares at the fallen object and then at me, wondering why the heck I don't pick them up.

At first it was really cute but the more he does it, the more I wonder why I keep placating him.  I vow to stand firm but then the second he looks at me I cave in and do what he wants.  Oh well, I guess that means that I'll be working hard on my six-pack from all of that bending....right?

I was able to capture it on video, but this doesn't show the extent of it.  At the time of the recording, he wasn't feeling well and was acting a little bit loopy.



How about you?  Anyone have any experience with the where is it game? 

Friday, July 8, 2011

An Open Letter to Baby John

Dear Puddin',

First, your dad and I love you more than words could ever express.  Second, I'm sorry that your nickname is puddin'.  I came up with it when I was trying to calm you from crying and instead of saying "buddy" I said "puddin'."  It was an honest mistake and one I haven't quite lived down yet.  I almost always call you by your first name but once in awhile Puddin' slips out.  Now that you are getting older, that nickname seems less and less fitting.

You're slowing growing into a little boy, and at times it's hard for me to watch.  My once cuddly, happy to be in mom's arms little guy is becoming independent.  Heck, just a few weeks ago you began to hold your own bottle with little assistance from anyone.  I'm so proud of you for each and every milestone you reach but there's a part of me that wants to hold on to that little baby who depended on me for everything.

Thank you for teaching daddy and I how to love greater, to grow in patience and to give of ourselves like we never could have imagined.  You inspire us daily with your determination.  Your smile lights up our day and your laugh is infectious.  You were created in love and you are loved so very much. 

I love you,

Love,
Mom

Thursday, July 7, 2011

The First Post

Usually I'm the type of girl who can come up with something to say at the drop of a hat.  But starting off a blog with the first post?  Yeah, that's not as easy. 

I guess I want to say welcome! Whether you've found me from my food blog or just stumbled upon my little corner of the blog world, thanks for visiting.  I want to use this blog as a number of different things, but above all, I want this to be a journal for my son.   I want it to be a place he can visit when he gets older to read about himself, his parents and the craziness that life can bring. 

Parenting can be a crazy journey, and I'm having so much fun on the ride.