Just this morning I was talking with my neighbor who is a first time mom to a 6 month old little girl.
We were chatting about motherhood and things of that nature when she said something like...oh the things that excite me these days. To which I said...NO JOKE!
So...in honor of motherhood and first time moms everywhere who have a LONG list of things to be excited about...
Wait...let me re-phrase that.
In honor of parenthood and first time parents everywhere who have a long list of things they never thought they would be or could be excited about...
Here's a list of things that have had me shouting HALLELUJAH since I became a mother.
When Q-Tip was born there was much focus on her first poop and when it would happen. When it happened we were all excited and cheering that she had pooped. And then there was focus on her next poop and how many times a day she was pooping. And what was the poop like? It seems there was no other way to determine if she was getting enough food when breastfeeding than to focus on the poop. And when we finally got all the feeding stuff squared away and she was pooping regularly...we were excited and cheering again. As she got older there were days of no poop and then we would wonder...why hasn't she pooped? Oh God, is she constipated?! She needs to poop, where is the poop? And now that she is 2 and we have started the process of potty training...it has become THANK YOU LORD JESUS SHE POOPED IN THE POTTY!!!
You have nothing to do but to cue the Hallelujah Chorus on this one!
Refer to item number 1. Insert the word "pee" where all the "poop" words are.
Once again...when Q-Tip was born I was bound and determined to breastfeed. And imagine my excitement when she "latched on" right away with no problems. But imagine my disappointment when I tried everything under the sun to boost my milk production and nothing worked. Then came the task of finding a formula that would "work". We went through countless brands and types before finding out that she had Milk and Soy Protein Intolerance and needed a special kind of formula. And when I say "special"...I mean expensive. But...imagine how excited we were to finally get the food thing straightened out and the reflux thing straightened out and she was eating like she was supposed to be. And then came time for solids and the anxiety rose again. What if she has allergies? What if she won't eat the solids? What if, what if, what if. Needless to say we are past that stage at 2 years old but now we are onto the wonderful stage of...she doesn't like peas today but she loved them yesterday. Oh and the beautiful stage of...grilled cheese sandwiches everyday for a week. And the LOVELY stage of mealtime temper-tantrums because she wants french fries and we have drawn a line in the sand. So with all that...imagine the excitement when she sits down and eats at least one bite of everything you've put on her plate. Ahhhh bliss!
Sleep...precious, precious sleep. The excitement you feel when your baby sleeps through the night for the first time is immense. Of course the horror you feel when you wake up and realize you haven't heard a peep from them in 6 or 8 hours is a bit unsettling but it fades quickly into the euphoria of 6 to 8 hours of pure and precious, un-interrupted sleep. Then comes the excitement of your new baby sleeping in her crib and the biggie...putting herself to sleep. And finally...when your toddler starts STAYING and sleeping in her toddler bed...immeasurable delight!
Some may argue with this item on the excitement list but I've never been the kind of mom that doesn't want my child to progress when they are supposed to. Not that there is anything wrong with that. Even though a pulling up, crawling baby means more vigilance and essentially work we were excited with each new milestone. So, when Q-Tip started rolling over, pulling up, crawling and walking we were thrilled. Who would have thought 10 years ago that we would have been THAT excited about something moving on its own? Well...we were. Thrilled!
Now how can one be excited about noise? Well, I will tell you. When you become a parent and your baby starts making those precious little cooing sounds you feel excitement down deep in your soul because you know that your baby is normal. But when they start babbling, talking, and singing...that is when the true excitement begins. And even now...as I sit typing this...I am listening to Q-Tip in her bed...not napping...singing Frosty the Snowman and it excites me. Well sort of.
And now she is yelling...mama, go play! Mama...where ARE you? Mama...go play! Wanna go play mama!!
Guess nap time...AKA blog time...is over and I will have to continue my list at a later date. Or maybe tomorrow.
Ahhh the joys,
P.S. On my continued list I won't go into the joy of her calling out from her bed saying...
Mama...need to go potty!
And you run in and realize, too late...she peed in her bed.
Nah...I won't go into that one.
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