spent a whole week without lil man to recharge for the new year. Chilled out in an Airbnb lake house. Conquered goals. Destroyed our bodies climbing table rock mountain. Here is our journey.
it seems strange that anyone would even care to know about my day to day, but in an effort to get to blogging more, (#newyeargoals) i will overcome my own feeling of invisibility and write as though there is some amother out there who cares and appreciates the day to day. in all honesty, that is what this blog is meant to be about anyway, not the well curated moments that i can be guilty of posting. anyway, i’ll stop jawing about.
i would like to say that i get up at five or six am to start my day before he wakes up, but because he has been hitting all of these developmental and growth milestones back to back, i don’t get much sleep. so i usually get up closer to seven. and he just started teething this month, so there’s that.
i start my day by drinking at least twelve ounces of water. if i can get in twenty that would be splendid. the idea is that i can better hydrate before sticking food in me. i wash my face and brush my teeth and bird bath it—yes like i was eight years old again. mothers know at this stage you don’t have time to shower when its just you and baby, so bird bathing it is. then its time to put on a real bra. not the flimsy nursing bra, i’m talking about one that contours. i get dressed and i quickly make the bed before i grab a bite to eat.
breakfast for me isn’t the greatest right now. i eat what isn’t going to wake up my son. that means no pretty smoothies. oatmeal and maybe a banana because those are quiet foods, right? my son usually wakes up when i am mid chew, i grab him, kiss him several times because he is so stinking cute even when he’s fussy in the morning. i change his loaded diaper and then i proceed to nurse him. his reflux is getting a lot better so i don’t have to hold him upright for half an hour anymore.
from the time that he first gets up, i know i roughly have an two hours before he’s ready to be put back down. i have started to let him have some play time in his crib or on a blanket by himself since he is not crawling yet. i then fix myself a real meal and then check all of my text that i missed from the day before or take pictures of him or i unload the dishwasher like a responsible human.
normally i would give him solids after nursing, but with him teething, he hasn’t wanted anything but the boob. i read him a story, sing to him i have a playlist of five christmas songs presently in my head, then i put him down. i get some quiet things done like laundry or this graphic design project i have been working on more details on that soon! usually he gets a good first hour long nap in before he wakes up.
once he’s up, i typically wait half an hour to feed him just because he had a shorter wake time. after that, i change him and get him loaded in the stroller to go for a walk around the neighborhood or a nearby park that doesn't take ages to drive to. this is good for both of us as we both need the stimulation. I am ok with letting him doze off for his second nap because it is so hard getting him down for his early afternoon naps with these stupid sleep merges.
If he is still asleep I will head to the grocery and do a little grocery shopping in the afternoon to get ready for dinner. we head back to the house I feed him and we play. I also attempt a decent lunch. His last nap of the day is the shortest, thirty minutes at most. then he is up for a total of three hours till bedtime that's three hours from the two he used to be because he is sloughing the fourth nap.
during this time Keith gets home and plays with him and gets him ready for bed while I get dinner ready. on the rare occasion Keith and I get to eat together, but usually I am nursing while Keith eats and singing our boy to sleep. He wakes up twice, once for gas and the other because he needs a top off.
lately he has been sleeping between four and five hours between his night feedings which has been awesome and nerve wracking because of the lack of consistency. but overall he is getting better.
I hope this helps some mum out there who finds herself having a difficult time. I know it was hard for me to read posts of mums who had it all together.
I am about a week late in posting this, but the holidays blazed past me that I had no time to even schedule posts that I had written. but I am choosing to remain unapologetic on this blog during this season and just keep swimming.
I cannot believe that our boy is already six months old. I feel like I have done my best to not blink but he is still managing to grow up fast. This period of infancy is simply incredible to watch, especially his personality. i cannot help but imagine what he will be like when he is talking and walking.
Lil man celebrated his first Christmas with gnawing on gift paper and engaging with his new skip*hop activity center. we stayed home this Christmas and did our best connect with each other and ourselves although we both fell short.
as I write this, our boy is with his grandparents and Keith and I have been left to house projects and chores for the last few days. I am glad for the welcomed break, but have been missing his sweet face every day!
The separation is good for me, as it has allowed me to connect with myself, something I have neglected for the last six months. I have even had time to finish the first draft of this hospital project I have been massaging for almost a year now!
We spent some time in the mountains and ironically this year I saw the most dazzling meteor falling from the sky. We climbed table rock and made ammends with our bodies to treat them better this year.
Hoping for a better routine. hoping to be fearless like I used to be. hoping to connect with people and their stories this year. hoping to love myself better.
our first Christmas together was definitely an emotional one. two years ago we discovered that we were pregnant with Isaac. a year later we were celebrating with family over the news of getting pregnant again. we never got a chance to reflect on the holidays without Isaac.
it was our first christmas staying at home, and neither one of us had given much thought to how we wanted to go since we always been at the mercy of someone else's schedule. So we spent some time thinking about what we both wanted for our growing family. And something we could do to remember Isaac.
I found myself tearing up (okay in hindsight I was straight up bawling) at all the christmas hymns that praised the gift of life through the birth of Christ. even now it is hard to put into words the complete gratitude I felt for jesus and his sacrifice. this sacrifice that gives me the hope that I will see my son again one day.
I hope your Christmas was merry and bright! When you stopped having Christmas with relatives, how did you go about creating your way of doing Christmas?
i am not a traditionalist when it comes to the holidays and that includes sending out family photo christmas cards. in all fairness, i never had a need to, until now that is. however, i was by no means going to entirely give in and try to get us all properly looking at the camera. with an infant—no way! plus keith and i have a tendency to look awkward when we have to think about how we need to stand in order for the photos to come out “right”. in the end, i was very pleased with the photos, especially the funny outtakes.
we’ll probably end up going with minted since they have a large selection of new year options. we figured everyone and their mother is doing christmas cards so we will mail ours out right after the new year that way we don’t get lost in the shuffle of other cards that will most likely find their way to the trash by the end of this month. you know you do it.
for the record, this was my favorite and I would have used it for our mail outs if hadn’t have gotten a veto look from keith. i smelled dog poop and i was really hoping that we hadn’t sat in it.
happy holidays everyone!