Happy Holidays!

We were not so happy meeting Santa... Next year maybe. Santa had a good chuckle though!

I’m so sorry for the long delays between posts. The holiday season is proving to be a very busy one for our little family. Today I did something I have been too scared to do. I went out shopping with my little guy for the majority of the day. We finished up some last minute Christmas shopping and we had lunch at our favorite place, Wegmans.  He had Beechnut’s Apple Mango Avocado baby food, and I had a Caterpillar sushi roll. We laughed, and giggled, and touched all sorts of new materials. And you know what? Not once did I lock him and my keys in the car, nor did I lose him. I’m feeling pretty confident as a parent right now. And before anyone rolls their eyes… I’m fully aware that both of those things will eventually happen, but not today! Continue reading

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The feelings I never prepared for

My high-school sweet heart with our little guy. Not in a million years did I expect to feel so much looking at the two of them together.

I’ve wanted to be a mom since I was young.  I wasn’t in a rush, just knew it was something I really wanted.  I expected the long nights and diaper disasters everyone warns you about.  What I didn’t expect was how extreme my feelings are for my son.  It’s like a whole new definition of love.   Continue reading

My Dear Watson – WP Writing Challenge

We got to fit in one unscheduled dance at our wedding. A moment to just breath during the chaos. He has always been that moment for me.

So I recently tripped over The Daily Post, and found this nifty little section for Writing Challenges.  What a wonderful idea!  So why not participate?  This week’s was called My Dear Watson:

Life just isn’t the same without your trusty sidekick. For this week’s writing challenge, tell us about your partner in crime.

What a perfect way to brag a little about my “Watson”!  I should probably start with some background though, huh?  My husband and I met at my brother’s boy scout meeting.  My parents were divorced so my dad would drag me along to the meetings held in a church.  I would sit in the hallway with a book and read while the meeting went on, and wait “patiently” to go home.  I couldn’t tell you how many meetings I went to, there were too many.  But one day out of nowhere my future husband came up to me and we just started chatting… and we never stopped.

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Which one is mine?

This is technically when we first met... sadly I don't remember this at all.

Lately I’ve been thinking back to when I first saw my son.  I met him twice before I really met him. Let me explain.  My son was first introduced to me as they were rushing him to the NICU and they were putting me under, I don’t remember it at all.  Luckily my husband was able to snap a couple of pictures when it happened.  After they put me all back together, they wheeled the gurney into the NICU for me to see him.  I was still coming off of the anesthesia and barely remember this.  I do remember them trying to fit the gurney between all those precious boxes caring for little babies, but I don’t really remember seeing my son.

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Back to Work

I’ve officially completed my first week of work since I had my son.  To be perfectly honest, I thought it would go a lot worse.  I missed him terrible and I definitely cried leaving my driveway two days in a row.  But I’m finding it nice to be out of the house and getting to talk to grown-ups.  I printed pictures to have at my desk (for when I’m really feeling down about leaving him home), or I simply pester my sister-in-law for an update on what he’s doing.  The hardest part thus far?  Pumping.     Continue reading

Checkup – 2mo

It's a little blurry but how can you not want to see this everyday.

Yesterday we had our 2 month check up.   I can’t even believe he’s already 2 months!  Any parent will tell you these appointments are tough on parent and child, but I found out quickly that you cannot prepare yourself for just how awful it truly is.  I’m not a huge fan of needles, anyone close to me can tell you how much of a wimp I am when it comes to them.  But when the nurses puts 3 of them on the table next to your baby boy and asks someone to hold his arms I was an even bigger wimp.  I started crying the second I saw his face when she stuck him.  I wanted to yell at the nurse for hurting him even though she’s just doing her job. I wanted to pick him up and snuggle him, make him know that it would all be okay, and never put him back down. Continue reading

Attempts to Clean

There is nothing better than to see this handsome smile.

Everyone tells you having a baby is the most exhausting thing you’ll ever do, but that it is totally worth it.  They tell you to nap when he naps, but who has that kind of time?  With feedings every 2-3 hours and diaper changes even more often how does one nap?  I even worry when he’s too quite and dash over to check he’s breathing.  What no one tells you is what your house looks like after the baby is home.  The last part of your pregnancy you daydream of bringing baby home and organize his drawers and sort out the various baby accessories you’ve been given or purchased.  Now that he’s home all of that organization is gone.  My house is littered in baby paraphernalia and lets not talk about that amount of cleaning this poor house needs.  Add to it the doctors appointments, weekly nurse visits, and preparing to go back to work and I get excited when I get even a load of laundry done. Continue reading