I used to think I’d have so much time to conquer ALL THE
THINGS but some days when Davy asks me what we did I have to admit not much of
anything. Not much of anything always includes throwing everyone together for
preschool drop off, running errands, picking Moses up from preschool, making
his lunch, making my lunch, eventually eating my lunch, rest time, nap time,
cleaning the house, play time, cooking dinner, and then a dozen feedings and
diaper changes in between. The day I just described I love but someday I get
down on myself for not fitting in five more things on my to do list. I’m
learning how to not regret living my life and sometimes that includes talking
to my mom on her couch for two hours or strolling through Target. I’m also learning what my priorities are for
each season in my life. And also am I at my goal weight? No. Do my kids know I
love them? You bet! Balance; so much strange balance.
Emery turned six months old on the 14th and I
really just hated it. With your first child it’s all about the milestones and
the excitement their growth and development brings. With your second you’re
literally begging for time to slow down and you know they will never ever be
little again. He sits like a pro, would rather have a non toy over bright
chew-friendly toy any day, and loves his Mamma. Oh boy does he love me; and I
say this half heart happy and half oh my gosh I’ve created a monster! Seeing as
we spend almost every waking hour together we’ve formed a rather tight bond and
well lets just say if an hour goes by and I’m not back he’s not very happy
about it! Thankfully Davy comes in close second and they do great together so I
can slip away when needed. Another thing about milestones and second kids; you
don’t really care! I’ve yet to look in a baby book and make sure he was hitting
his marks yet at his 6 months appointment he was right on track. It took him a
long time to roll over compared to Moses (Mo was a stomach sleeper and Em was a
swaddled back sleeper) but there was not one part of me that thought what if
he’s two and still can’t roll over!
He’s generally a very pleasant baby; he’ll
sit and play for a while then fall over and play on his stomach then do the 360
turning scoot and play with whatever else he can find then maybe whine for me to
come move him. The only small (okay huge) downside is his sleep or should I say
lack of sleep. He was sleeping six hour stretches then they went to four to
three and not it seems like we are up several times a night. I’ve started to
dread bedtime and every few days I think I may loose it over the lack of sleep
but then he wakes up with a big smile and all is well again. I know what we
should be doing but yadda yadda excuses excuses neither of us sleep much (side
note as I’m writing this he is laying on the floor talking up a storm of babble
and smiling at me as if he knows I’m talking about him).
As you can see from
the pictures he’s got a noggin fit for a toddler and eyes to match; oh those
big brown eyes! 9 out of 10 times stranger mention how big and beautiful his
eyes are and I happily agree. Funny how I used to wonder what he would look
like and now I get to stare at him all day! My newest curiosities are what will
he look like as a toddler, what will his personality be like, and can I handle
it if I’ve got another goof troop on my hands.
And since we are talking about growth and development I’ll throw
in an update on Big Brother Moses. The questions? They’ve never stopped and my
guess is they won’t until he thinks he knows more than us (so what is that…9
more years?)! He loves school and learning but right now everything is a race
to the finish. He’s hitting all his school milestones and his memory is still
incredible; he can quickly spout off 1-100, months of the year, countdowns,
school songs, and recall a moment we shared two years ago! Aside from
milestones he is still such a social butterfly! I’ve talked about it on
Instragram but he has a steady girlfriend at school and when I asked why she
was a girlfriend and not just a friend girl he told me because he just loves
her so much. He’s also into playing tag and wrestling dad and being a typical
(almost) five year old.
I’ve have so much more I want to share, mostly about the
last few months, but my slice of silence is over and I’ve got big brown eyes
that won’t stop staring at me!
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