Think left and think right and think
low and think high.
Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try!
~Dr. Seuss

Thursday, May 21, 2015

breastfeeding

    I know I have touched on this subject before, but I want to tell you how much I live it and why.

    First it's really the only thing I can do for my son that none else can. Others can put him to sleep, play with him, read to him, and cuddle him. But only I can breastfeed him. It's gives me a essence of power, that I can do this for my son, that he looks forward to this moment throughout the day and night. That I am his firm of comfort when he is sad.

    I have noticed recently that he shares the most with me in these intimate moments, because that's where he feels the most comfort and the most secure.

    Two days ago he showed me what I like to call "tricks", and this happened right after a feeding when he is still laying in my arms. He was trying to blow, not blow bubble, just blow, and after a couple tries here was able to. Before this I had never seen him try, and after every new thing he shows me I tell him how proud I am, and what a good job he is doing.

    Today he talked me ear off, and if you could tell I want paying attention he would pat me or make a noise so I would look at him, and when he was certain I was paying attention he would continue.

    It's in these moments that he is sharing with me his thoughts and feeling, it's in my arms that he lets me he loves me. Yes I know he can't talk yet, but you can tell by the way he gabbers that he loves me.

    There are moments where I wish I could just walk away because I am having a bad day, but when I look back I can only ever remember the good.

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

4 Months and Counting!

My superhero is 4 month old today!
It's crazy how fast they grow up, he is learning so much and is the highlight to my life.

Here is what he has been up too.

Now that he has learned to roll from his back to his tummy, play time is a lot more fun, and he is able to hold toys and grab things.

He loves to be outside in the sun

He loves the little piggy song and laughs whenever I do it.

His daddy is his favorite person, he knows when daddy is home and gives him bright smiles. 

He has a exploitative soul, he is always wanting to be on the move.

He loves his bed and will gladly play in it for hours.

His smile is the cutest.

Being a mom is hard, but it's worth every cry, every smile, and every giggle.


Tuesday, May 5, 2015

A Special Gift Called Motherhood

    Recently there has been a lot on controversy over idea of breastfeeding, and being a stay at home mom. Which are things I do.

    I just read this article http://www.yourtango.com/I-breastfed-a-baby-that-wasnt-mine-whats-the-big-deal, right after my son was born I found out that my friend was having trouble breastfeeding, and I didn't even have to think about it, I just offered to pump for her because she wasn't getting enough milk. She declined because she wanted to wait to see if it got easier for her. And it did, she really enjoys it now, what I don't understand is how we as mothers can be so judgemental if how other mothers raise their children.

    I friend just posted on her blog about breastfeeding and how much she doesn't enjoy it, I don't believe that we should force other moms to do what we want, and then if they don't comply with it, we look down on them. Its their choice, their baby, and their lives. Sometimes one thing works for one mom but not another. She talked about how she is uncomfortable with breastfeeding in public and doesnt leave the house because of it. I think that if she doesn't enjoy it and doesn't want to breastfeed, then I think they should give her a bottle, and use formula. I feel as though she feels like she is being forced into it, and she should really stand for what she wants and not bend to others wishes.

    Motherhood is a gift, and you should enjoy it! I love my sun, and sometimes its not sunshine and rainbows, but I love seeing my sons smile, his laugh, the little stories he tells me are the highlight of everyday. He is my greatest joy, and I look forward to everyday I spend with him.

    Yes he cries, yes there are many poopy diapers, sleep is out of the question, and I can be very grumpy. But I still love it. I love all of it. I wouldn't trade motherhood for anything in the world!