"The trick is to enjoy life. Don't waste away your days waiting for better ones ahead."
-Marjorie Pay Hinckley
(thanks, Diana for sharing this quote!)
I looked at him today and for the first time realized that he is looking less infantish and more babyish. Of course that makes me sad, but I'm also looking at the upside. I'm anxious for him to grow up and start developing his own little personality, I'm looking forward to the day when I no longer have to buy formula, I'm dying to get rid of all the baby toys cluttering the house, I'm anticipating the day I never have to change a diaper again and am longing for the time to come when we can go on vacations without lugging the whole a freaking nursery along with us. I guess that's my sign that this is the last and I'm glad I can be excited about the next phase of life, but I also need to remember to enjoy each day, as hard as they may be at times. It's not that Ryder is a bad baby, he's rather average when it comes to fussiness and sleep, and he is cute as all get out. It's just the mass quantity of children that I'm dealing with. Like every other mom, I am overworked, understaffed, overwhelmed and underpaid. Sometimes I hide out in the nursery rocking Ryder and pretending to ignore the world crashing down below me. I sit there trying to remember what life was like with only one baby and wonder why in the world I ever thought it was hard. Then I cry. But then I find Maddox standing there naked using his underwear to wash the windows, or Jayden sweeping the floor for me just to be nice (and the hope of getting paid for it) or Kylie teaching Maddox how to "Dougie" and I realize I'm pretty darn lucky. Besides, I've found fresh sheets and a bowl of ice-cream can fix pretty much any problem. Ryder has managed to survive his first month with 3 crazy siblings and an equally crazy mom. He is as sweet as they come, weighing 10 lbs 14 oz (75%), 22.5 in long (75%) and his head is 15 in (50%). He eats like a champ, is getting stronger everyday and has everyone wrapped around his little finger. I would love nothing more than to just sit and hold him all day while he sleeps on my chest, if only life would allow that.
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