Before becoming a mom, I had so many off the wall things to talk about. What was I going to do on a Friday night? Who would I be hanging out with? I would talk about what somebody was wearing or so forth. Now, my life has changed a lot! Just like everyone else I am sure. I can talk all day about Sprout but besides that there isn't much for me to chat about.
One thing I talk about in everyday conversation with my fiancée about is poop! Gag! I never talked about this before. It was something I didn't want to discuss. However, when you are a mom, you may choose to talk about how frequent your child goes and how often you need to change their diaper. Does this happen to anyone else?
Most of my day is spent reading stories, singing kiddie songs and building blocks that seem to always get knocked down. That's right my 10 month old doesn't want mommy to play with her blocks, so than I tickle her instead. Now that she is getting into everything and we are trying to keep her from getting her "No" has become a huge part of my vocabulary and trust me it is so hard for me to say. She looks at me with those big blue eyes and smiles and I melt. This is going to be bad, that little girl has me wrapped around her finger but that's okay.
Other things I end up talking about are food choices for Sprout, letting the dog in and out and sometimes who is doing what on facebook. We also say our prayers a lot and Sprout now claps at the end of prayers. It is rather cute and I hope she keeps the excitement of praying up.
Just wondering, what all things do you say a lot in your day to your children? Is there one particular phrase or are there many? Or I would love to hear the funny things your children are saying!
Here's to another week, they seem to go by too quickly now.
Happy Father's day to everyone out there. Today was my fiancée's first official father's day he got to celebrate! We enjoyed a pizza, and he got a few gifts and his parents came over. He went to Wal-Mart this morning and when he came back and he made a statement about how fathers are not celebrated the way mothers are. That is extremely true.
When we went shopping for mother's day gifts there were card, balloons, flowers and so many gifts that were catered to us. However for men there are cards but not as much of a choice gift wise. Why are we not celebrating dads the same. Yes, I know many dads are not in the lives of their children for various reasons but I also know many women that are not in their kids lives. Men always seem to get a bad rap. I feel bad about this. However, I feel like father's day and mother's day shouldn't just happen on particular days. Why don't we celebrate everyday?
I try to let Josh know how much we love him many times a day but often I fail to thank him. He does so much for our family and I want him to know he is appreciate on not just father's day but everyday of the year. I want him to walk out of the door for work feeling loved. Both parental roles are important and we are so thankful for moms and dads alike. We learn so much from them. My family has kind of always been dysfunctional but the older I get the more I appreciate that because those are the parents that God chose for me. I may not always agree with them, we may not always get along but they are the only ones we have.
Why can't we have a special day a week to celebrate not with gifts but with words of acclamation. Everyday would be great but moments slip by so quickly that we could a least aim for once a week. If you don't have a significant other or parent that you can thank or speak kindly to, I would suggest doing something nice for yourself. You are important and you shouldn't ever feel neglected.
Isn't it amazing that God loves us so much that he gave his one and only son to die on the cross for our sins. That is real love. I can't imagine the pain I would have felt. Our God is an awesome God, so as the day passes don't forget to thank your heavenly father for all the blessings!
May you all have a blessed week!
Sometimes I lose myself. I find myself stuck. I look in the mirror and suddenly I am filled with disgust. Why? I really do want to love myself. I somehow see every imperfection, and rarely do I focus on the positive when it comes to myself. Why do I do this to myself. I know God created me in his own image. I know that I am wonderfully and fearfully made. However, when I look in the mirror all I see is a nose that is too large, a stomach that isn't flat and so much more. Why are these things even important? I should be really proud of myself instead. I am the thinnest I have been in five years. My stretch marks are signs that I carried my child with my body. My nose is similar to my Dads. Shouldn't that make me proud?
We as a society are consumed with our appearance. Yes, it is nice too look great but shouldn't we care more about a person's insides. Shouldn't it matter how you treat others, your work ethnic or if you offer to help those in need. It should matter but our perception is altered. From a young age we are told as children watch what you eat. We are told that a small pimple is horrible. We also compare ourselves to others. Well she is thinner. She has better skin or every guy thinks she is pretty. Why, do we do this to ourselves. That girl could be starving herself. She could be doing the wrong kinds of things for attention but yet we want to be just like her. Why can't we be satisfied with who we are? Is it because every time we see a magazine, it is condemning the way a celebrity looks if she or he gains five pounds? Is it because we think we need to all look the same? How boring, would it be if we all looked exactly the same?
Let me tell you, you are beautiful! You are special and unique. You are one of a kind. There is no person exactly just like you. Even if you are an identical twin, you like different things or your emotions are different. We should celebrate that we are different. As a mom, I have to start watching what I say. I don't want my daughter to hear me complaining about my appearance. I don't want her to hear me say I am fat. I want her to be confident. I want her to love her blue eyes, the dimple in her chin and her super long eyelashes. I want her to celebrate that she is unique and she is loved for being exactly her.
We need to lift each other up. Instead of talking about how bad a person looks, I want you to find something good about them. Maybe the way their freckles stand out, or how pretty their hair is. We are all fighting a battle. Let's not cause more harm to each other and to ourselves. Let's love each other! I challenge you to look in the mirror and find something you love about your appearance. When you are feeling down about yourself think about that thing.
In the Bible Psalms 139:14 says " I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well."
When I had my daughter, I was overwhelmed! I had no idea how to take care of a little baby. I read all the books, watched videos. I had watched loads of kids before in my life but never had to take care of one all the time. I was terrified. I didn't want to mess up. This is a real persons life and I am responsible for her. Surely they were not just going to let me walk out of the hospital with her.
We went home and my fiancée got to stay home the first night with us but after that he had to go back to work. I can do this I thought. Sprout was a night owl. The first night, I think we stayed up all night between crying, feedings and diaper changes I was exhausted. Soon the days were turning in to weeks. Weeks were turning into months and finally I was sleeping some. Still nothing like I should be. Every time I went to eat Sprout would cry. My stomach was growling but I knew she needed me so I fed her, played with her and finally I ate.
A few months after she was born we found out I had depression, not sure if it was post-partum or just depression in general. I felt like I had no one that could relate to what I was going on. I had my sister to talk to but I didn't want to bother her much as she was working and going to school. I was tired. I was scared what if I wasn't paying attention to the baby? What if she started crying? Thankfully Josh and I got through this and I would do it a billion times but what I really needed was a friend. Someone to come over and see me, get me out of the house. I needed someone to tell me I was doing a good job. That I was doing exactly what Raelynn needed me to do. Someone other than her Dad.
Here it is 10 months later and I still haven't driven alone with Raelynn. I am so scared, people around me aren't cautious and we were in a bump up once on the way to her doctors office and I lost it. I cried. I think I am scared she will start crying and screaming and I won't be able to comfort her. People have said I have spoiled her but I think of it more as being attached.
Before having kids I use to see women in the stores with their children and their kids would be screaming at the top of their lungs. I would think " Geez, control your children lady!" Now I know better. Kids are going to cry, they don't always listen to us, they will throw food, they will try to push you away. That Mom really needed to hear that she was doing a good job. We are too busy judging others about the way they diaper or feed or if they are pro or anti vaccinations. We don't stop and listen to them. We think we know it all and we do know what is best for our child. But their kid is different. They may want to be worn in a carrier instead of riding in the cart. They may be allergic to disposable diapers or cloth diapering maybe something the mother never considered. We are all different but we are all doing the same thing. We are trying to be the best Mom's that we can to our children. The future! We want to teach them the best we can, we want to share valuable lessons with them and let them know that they are loved.
We need to come together as Moms. Stop looking down on each other. This isn't a popularity contest, this is real life. You are doing a beautiful job. We may not always have the support that we need but when we look into the eyes of our children we know that we can't give up! That we won't. If you ever need any support, feel free to email me. I won't have all the answers but I can be there to listen.
Have a blessed evening.
I have had so many people ask me why are you still breastfeeding? My first thought is because my child needs milk! If you aren't breastfeeding your child normally you would formula feed your child until they were a year old. So why would I stop breastfeeding Sprout now and switch her to formula which would potentially upset her stomach. I wouldn't. Let me start by saying I am thankful there are mothers that formula feed their children and for those that breastfeed theirs as well. We are all trying to do our best. Our children are what is important here, not our thoughts or opinions or even those judging looks as I try to feed my child in public.
Sprout doesn't eat with a cover over her head. I don't so why should she. Yes, I try to be discreet. I normally go the car or go some where that doesn't have a lot of people around just because I want to feed my child and really do not want to get in to it with others. I have fed her in public before. If she is hungry, I will feed her. Just as if you were hungry, I would want you to eat and not have to wait.
Besides the fact that Sprout needs milk it is also a comfort to her. If she isn't feeling well, or is upset then she may comfort feed. You know what that is okay. I want my child to feel safe. I want her to know I am there for her. Just as when she cries, I go to her. I want her to have my trust and know that mommy would not leave her. I don't like crying, or sobbing and not having anyone comfort me or ask me what is wrong so I can imagine it is the same for her.
It is also way easier for me to breastfeed. I just have to lift up my shirt and her milk is ready. At 4 am when she wakes up hungry, I don't have to go and fix a bottle and make sure the temperature is just right. It is already prepared. A bonus for me because I get to go back to sleep sooner and I don't have extra dishes to wash.
People have also asked me "Why don't you pump?" I have pumped. I did everyday for the first couple months after Sprout was born, simply because other people wanted to feed her. I have respect for every mother that pumps! It was hard for me, I barely pumped anything and I know that I was producing so much more. The pump and I were just not a fit. All the wires had to be cleaned and I really wasn't going anywhere. People really weren't coming to see us that much. So now I pump when it is a necessity. If I have to have a lumbar puncture for my IIH, or if there is any reason I won't be around Sprout. Besides, that I am always with her, so her milk is always there. I know people want to feed her but now she is bigger and they can give her baby food and let her sling it on them!
When will I stop breastfeeding? I honestly don't know. At first I just wanted to make it to 6 months and now I am hoping for a year. But when a year comes, I am not just going stop. If she isn't ready to be weaned and my supply is still up, I will keep feeding her. I personally don't plan on doing it longer than two years old but we will see what the future holds.
I am so thankful for all of you Mothers out there. Keep up the good work. Whether you are breastfeeding, formula feeding or child has moved on to regular milk, you are doing great. You have made it this far. Each day should be celebrated because motherhood can be hard. So don't give up. Just keep smiling and look at your little one and let them know you love them.
Wishing you all a wonderful week!
My daughter is almost 10 months old. I seriously cannot believe how fast that time has gone by! It feels like yesterday I was being rushed in for an emergency C-section. Now she is crawling, pulling up and jabbering away. My small 5 pound baby is no where in site. We are currently planning her birthday party! I am excited but so nervous. We are doing a Minnie Mouse theme. Cliché, I know but she truly loves watching the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and we couldn't find anything girly that included them all. I am hoping to make some of the things for her party. I hope people actually show up? Have any of you all ever been so nervous. I am no longer excited about my birthdays but I am over joyed about events for my sweet girl! If you have any tips please let me know!
Megan, a stay home mom who wants to try new products and let you know what I think of them!