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ten on ten : january 2015

Our ten on ten {a day when I follow along with a bit of sunshine & take ten pictures on the tenth day of the month} was a lovely Saturday. It involved a baby sprinkle {shower} for a sweet friend, organizing the garage, legos, kids playing, coffee and ended with an evening at my moms and a yummy family dinner. Aaron chopped up our Christmas tree for out green bin and the remaining holiday decorations were finally tucked away for next year. It was the perfect weekend day…relaxing and productive and even allowed for some intentional connecting with family and friends. Truly those are the best kids of days for me…a little social, a little productive, a little relaxing and a lot of fun. Blake continues to delight our hearts and as he is approaching 6 months and it’s hard to believe we ever lived without him! Hope you are enjoying a lovely weekend of doing all sorts of fun and relaxing things too!

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{postpartum elation}

My cousin came up with a great term for me recently. She was describing me to a friend and told her that I suffer from Postpartum Elation. I am normally a pretty emotional person with very little energy. I have some health issues that cause me to have chronic pain and very irregular sleep. So I am often tired and I think it’s fair to say I can be pretty darn grouchy. My pregnancies are super tough but my early days with a newborn are a whole different thing. I become alive when I have a new baby. It’s been such a joy in my life that it’s hard for me to imagine not having another baby {Blake is only 3 months old and I feel like he is already so big}. But that’s another topic for another day.

I know this is a weird and strange phenomenon that very few people suffer from. It is rare that I hear someone say they enjoy the newborn stage {let alone LOVE IT. I cannot explain it. I guess it’s just how God made me!

And I’m loving every day with my sweet Blakey because of it!

You might suffer from Postpartum Elation if…

The best moments of your life have been in the hours and days after your baby was born.

You cannot stop smiling and saying how thankful you are for this baby in the hours and days after he/she is born.

You are actually more energized during the early days of having a baby than any other time in your life.

You don’t mind sleepless nights because it means you have a new baby.

You are happy during those emotional early days of a newborn {even during the baby-blues moments when you feel overwhelmed}.

You feel energized by the baby elation that tells you “this too shall pass” as you sort out each new baby stage & difficulty.

You are willing to “suffer” through tough pregnancies to have a newborn baby again.

10727779_344662949048287_2029000831_n{this is the face of a very happy mommy with postpartum elation…of course}

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{babies don’t keep}

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Mother, O’ Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth.
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I’ve grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due,
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek – peekaboo.

The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew,
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo.
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren’t his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo.

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow,
But children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.

~ Ruth Hulbert Hamilton

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{sometimes it all falls apart}

yep. sometimes it all falls apart and there is nothing left to do but give in.

the house is a mess.

i have things i have to get done tomorrow and it all starts early.

last night was more of a nap than a night of sleep, making today hard.

today was long. there was some fun connecting time with friends {and a surprised iced mocha treat} that i loved. but it was still just a long day. i don’t even have the energy to type properly {so all lowercase letters it is}!

tonight was long too. homework didn’t get done. cereal was eaten for dinner {outside on a picnic table}. you see the dining room table is currently under siege…my craft supplies have a habit of attacking our home from time to time}. the couch is having its own battle with clean laundry that needs to be folded. the coffee table already lost the battle since folded laundry has now been sitting on it for two days. lets just say the dishes won long ago so we won’t talk about those.

and as for the kids i just wanted them to go to bed. is it just us or does it seem like when you want them to go down the most they have the hardest time falling asleep. blake put up a good fight but is finally asleep. sweet, night-owl, restless paige is finally asleep {in our bed at the moment}. grant drifted off easiest {he tends to go with the flow except for when he is not going with the flow and then i’m really stumped}.

ahhh. can you hear that? it’s my brain trying to rest.

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i made a lot of mistakes today.

i didn’t want to be a fire wife tonight…doing this alone. i yelled more than i would like to admit. and i disliked the fact that i was eating my dinner at 8 PM and feeding blake again and trying to convince paige that getting out of bed again would yield terrible consequences. but then i didn’t have the energy to come up with terrible consequences so she landed in my bed so i could just get some peace. and then i didn’t like that i caved. but i did because selfishly i just wanted a minute to be alone.

i realize that even though so many things needed to be done today it’s okay to let it go.

i have to give into the chaos, take care of my babes and head to bed.

…well…

after i print a few things and post this and check my phone one more time i will head to bed.

fingers crossed.

here’s hoping “tomorrow is always fresh with no mistakes in it…yet” as my beloved Anne & Miss Stacy would say.

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{life interrupted}

My sweet Blake is a fussy baby. Honestly people think he is easy because he doesn’t cry a lot when we are out and about. Well…he does cry. If I am not holding him, he cries. I mean cries almost any time I’m not holding him. He has some acid reflux issues and gas and all sorts of fun things that go on in his system. He is in pain a lot, he is a light sleeper and while we are figuring some of that out he really just wants to be held. ALL. THE. TIME.

I wrote about this on Instagram a month ago. See the picture below. This adorable boy was my cool-dude shopping buddy but he was not so cool to shop with that day. This was the quick smile I got after 10 minutes of screaming in the dressing room. And I mean screaming.

This may be TMI…but I was trying on nursing bras {a super fun activity I know}. He was upset because I had the nerve to put him down after an hour of walking the mall with him in the wrap. Logic told me if I held him close in the wrap for an hour he would give me 20 minutes to try on bras. Come on buddy. Couldn’t you have worked with me? This was not a frivolous activity…I really just needed one nursing bra. I’m pretty sure I was leaking and sweating when I finally just asked the poor Nordstrom girl to give me a few minutes to feed him. She looked like a deer in the headlights. I was trying to keep my cool but there is only so much a hormonal new mom can take. Why couldn’t he have just been cool for like five minutes? But that’s the thing about babies. They don’t get it. They can’t always work with ya. They are needy {some more than others} and they are going to interrupt your life. ALL. THE. TIME.

Today was tough. We were home from vacation and needed to adjust to the time change on very little sleep. We needed to finish up homework before the kids go back to school, get laundry going, unpack, buy groceries and I was hoping to finish & post this hours ago but Blake needed me all day. All day. Aaron was back at work and life just had to go on. So I was either holding Blake and getting nothing done or listening to him scream while getting a few things done. Either way it was stressful. He was interrupting everything I wanted to do today.

But the laundry can wait. The blog can wait. The house can get messy. It’s really not that important. The great thing about a third baby is the perspective to know that in a year I will forget all about this particular day. And while he is such a needy {and adorable} human we will find our rhythm. Thank goodness his cuteness wins me over every time and being interrupted doesn’t seem so bad after all!

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