You could say that last year I pretended to celebrate Mother's Day, because even though I didn't physically have a baby in my arms, I was 3 months or so pregnant with our dear William. This year, though, it was exciting to celebrate my first official Mother's Day with friends and family. I received a handful of cards, a balloon, beautiful flowers, and we even went out to eat twice with both sides of our family.
Becoming a mom was something I had talked about, dreamed about, prayed about, pretended as a young girl and had wanted for a long time. It was surreal when it finally came true. Just a few months ago, Marc and I would look at each other and say something like, "are we really parents?" On the other hand, having Will in my arms sometimes makes me feel like he has always been there or makes me almost forget what life was like before he was here. Having a baby does crazy things to you!
Now that Mother's Day has passed, I've thought about it a bit and have decided to claim the day after Mother's Day as a day for me to reflect on being a mom and to set some new mom-goals for the year. What can I say, it's the teacher in me. While the words "reflect" and "goals" might sound too philosophical or too clichè, what I really mean is that I will take 5 minutes—because that's really all I can spare—to come up with a short list of things I either want to accomplish or change as a mom. Here are some items on this year's list and some mom-photos for you to enjoy.
A few weeks ago we celebrated Easter, which ended up being more of an Easter weekend, visiting both sides of our family. Though it was a whirlwind, we had a great time with everyone and enjoyed doing things as a "family of three."
I love Easter, especially because it's the day that reminds us that Jesus conquered death, but also because it has come to symbolize new life, springtime, and all things fresh. Will certainly fits in to the whole "new and fresh" theme. :)
Even people who don't have babies themselves know that babies tend to cry... a lot. My sister-in-law tells our neice that this is just the baby's way of talking to us because he doesn't have words yet. This is true and a nice way of putting it when your neice is standing in your kitchen with her hands over her ears because your baby is crying—I mean, talking quite loudly. Even though Will is actually a very happy baby and doesn't cry that often or for too long of a period, there have definitely been a few moments in our short parenthood experience where we have had to remind ourselves that, yes, we have checked all of the regular causes for a meltdown (dirty diaper, hunger, wanting to be held, wanting to be put down, overtired, overstimulated, understimulated, etc.) and that Will just needed to 'talk' about his baby problems.
A little while ago, we decided to start a bedtime routine with Will, even if he was a bit young to really benefit from it. Each night we feed him, give him a bath, lotion him up, dress him in pj's, swaddle him in the Miracle Blanket (thanks, Becky!) and read him a book or three before feeding him again, or "topping off the tank," and laying him down (usually already sleeping) in the crib.
Marc often uses his man-dar (man radar) to find the most manly books he can, including Movers, a book about transportation, and Construction Zone, a book that highlights a variety of heavy machinery. What's wrong with The Runaway Bunny or Love You Forever? :)
Three months in the grand scheme of a lifespan is not much at all, but when they are your first three months every new facial expression, giggle and coo is something remarkable. On February 26th, our little guy officially turned three months old.