"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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I hear ya sister! I especially love the line, "overworked, understaffed, overwhelmed and underpaid". I love the way you so elquently say it how it is. One month is still very young. As he gets older things will slowly get easier. I'm glad you have little moments to find joy in. I love the washing the window with his underwear image! Did you get a naked bum pinch in? I love you and still think you are absolutly amazing! My heart just aches to live close to you. We could hide up in the nursery and rock our babies together. Love you!
awe, I think you are doing pretty marvelous. posting blogs, getting out, cleaning sheets-- you are doing just fine my friend. I don't think I step out of my house for a good 2 months and with 3 other kids, the baby would probably be off to grade school by the time I left. Hang in there, it will get better. Until then, just lock the door, eat that ice cream, and rock away.
He is so stinkin cute. But reading your blog is seriously stressing me out for having another one. Janessa's right - he's still so little and will only get easier. Oh, and you are looking skinny-minnie in the bathing suit shots. Congrats!
Well said in every way! And that first part of baby land isnt very fun. There is something about that 6 week mark where it seems more manageable, to me. He is sooooooo cute. My friend posted on Facebook the other day that she needed a break and someone replied, "you don't get those as moms, do you?" and I had to laugh. Too true. We are pretty awesome for sure....if I do say so myself!
Oh he's seriously so cute. And I laughed out loud thinking of Maddox using his underwear to clean windows. Love it. Yes we are overworked, understaffed, overwhelmed and underpaid but a baby kiss or a simple thank you from the older ones sometimes can fill that cup and help us get through one more meal prep or errand. And when there isn't any of that to go around--clean sheets and ice cream (or a trip to the new frozen yogurt shop up the street!!!) definitely does the trick. I love reading your blog, especially since this time around our babies are the same age!
aw, this makes me sad and happy! So normal though to cry around this time, I remember crying my eyes out thinking I had ruined Brayden's life forever when I was always attending to kolicky kosty :( you are doing amazing.
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