March 23, 2011

Parenting Truths…Exposed

 

I absolutely cannot believe that our little critter is just two weeks away from being a whole year old. She has taught Chad and I so much and it is truly a joy to be her mother. If it is even possible to sum up a year in a blog post, I’m not so sure. Because there were days I thought we would never make it this far, and now, looking back, it went too fast. I wish I could have bottled up some of those moments and bring them right back to me. But, time keeps on ticking and I have learned to enjoy each moment because before you know it, another moment is happening and memories can only be made here and now.

Some things I have learned in no particular order:

1. There should be support groups for babies with reflux and colic. Seriously.

2. Babies are individuals from the moment they make their appearance. Who knew? I think I gave myself way too much credit as a parent before I became one, ha! I quickly realized that I can only guide and direct, and the good Lord did the creating.

3. Breastfeeding is hard, and takes extreme dedication.  I may never run a marathon, but making it this far is like running through the big yellow ribbon at the end with arms raised (insert several fist pumps).

4. Good parenting is hard. Persistence is key.  There is no easy button or shortcuts if you want to avoid visiting them in prison.

5. Above persistence seems easy theoretically, but sometimes you just want to                  . Fill in the blank (sleep, have peace and quiet, get on with life, go to the restroom, be yourself, runaway, jump off a cliff, take a shower, etc.)

6. It is really, really hard not to laugh when your child is being disobedient. I don’t know that I will ever figure this one out, but I am pretty sure once that sweet innocence wears off it will become much easier, at which point I will be writing “It is really hard not to throw children through the wall when they are disobedient.”

7. It takes approximately five days before child’s father recognizes that child’s mother is looking and now smelling rather peculiar and may or may not need a shower.

8. Being a stay at home mom is not at all what it looks like in the movies. I got lots more kudos in the workplace, less messy, and  a paycheck. But, the benefits here are pretty much priceless and this gig has been such a growing experience for our family.

9. The sound of a baby saying “momma” is hands down better than any of Beethoven's masterpieces. Now when she is sixteen and using a sarcastic tone, probably sounds like nails on a chalkboard. But, for now it’s bliss and I can’t get enough of it.

10. Things I do now determine if my children will be living in my basement/asking for money in 25 years, and not challenging children to be independent equals a not so happy retirement for me. The pressure is on, and just to clarify, (for now) my standards remain higher than not having kids living in my basement when they are old enough to buy a case of beer. And, we don’t have a basement. Just to clarify.

11. “They grow up too fast” never made sense until now. I remember putting those little tiny plastic dinosaurs in the bathtub before bed and waking up to a life sized reptile in the morning. Babies are pretty much the same as those toys from the 80’s. I just looked up one day and my little girl is walking and talking politics. (She’s conservative in case you were wondering.)

12. Grandparents, disposable diapers, and car rides are all gifts from God.

13. I should have slept more pre-baby.

14. I would never, ever, ever, hack it as a single mom. Ever.

15. My baby’s belly laugh can make the world around me disappear. Such a blessing. 

16. There is no such thing as “having it all together”. If someone appears to have this quality, they are just better actors. At least that is what I tell myself.

17. Sleep training is effective, and probably harder on parents than children. Call me mean, but for us, it worked wonders and I love our five minute bedtime routine. It has probably been my biggest saving grace that Maddox goes down for naps and bedtime without a fight. The extra adult time with the hubs really does make us both better parents, and taught me how to put our marriage first. Easier said than done, but totally worth it.

18. This list is getting really long and if you made it this far you are probably really bored. Maybe you should get a hobby.

19. Sick babies=everything stops, and then it only takes up one line in the baby book. At the time it seems like the world and to think someday it will be just a distant memory

20. God’s infinite grace, wisdom, sense of humor, and love has been shown to me is this little package.

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What are your parenting truths?

February 14, 2011

His Heart’s Song…

This is such a sweet song that struck a tender chord in my heart this morning. I had a cheesy post for my husband scheduled, but this seems more pressing than cracking jokes about how I love my husband’s need for power-strips, and curb jumping.

One of my favorite verses is Zephaniah 3:17. It says that the Lord will quiet you with His love, and that he rejoices over you with singing. I know these moments of quieting a little one with love, and I’ve seen my  precious baby crash into my arms and be completely vulnerable to being held in my arms. In the same way our Father desires a relationship where we are allowing him to quiet us with his sweet love. He wants to hold us when nights are long, when times are tough, when we’ve had too much, and can’t get enough.

 

And much like the lyrics of this song He’s saying:

I will catch every one of your tears. (Psalm 56:8)

He’s saying Find rest in me my little one. (Matt. 11:28-30)

There is nothing to cry about tonight.  (Matt 6:25-34)

Let me tell you how perfect you are to me. (Psalm 139:14)

 

February 10, 2011

Unexpected Grace…

Last night I was tossing and turning trying to go to sleep. My body does not agree with the sub zero temps and I have a hard time getting comfortable lately. It could be that my husband is sawing logs and has even started blowing raspberries in his symphony of snoring, or that my body just assumes I don’t need sleep because in the last ten months, well, there hasn’t been a whole lot of sleeping going on. Or, maybe because my mind is filled with fear, doubt, stress, and maybe my daily vice that comes in a styrofoam cup served over ice, sweet, yet fizzy doesn’t suit me well too late in the evening in my old(er) age.

So as I’m laying there fighting sleep, I start to drift off, and our sweetcheeks lets out a scream. For those of you who know Maddox, she just isn’t a baby that whimpers. If she is awake, she is WIDE awake, and it seemed to be a scream that might not allow me to get any sleep. Again. So I prayed to the Lord that He would grant me the patience to serve my baby girl in whatever way she needed, the wisdom to know what caused her to awaken, and the strength to get up. Again.

I took a great big sigh of “ok, you can do this.” And, then, it happened. No patience to serve, no wisdom to know, and no strength to do it again. But, at that moment it was grace that He granted sweet, unexpected grace, and peace, and quiet.  As I lay there in the still I wondered, just how often do I pray as if I know what I need? How often are my requests not apart of His plan? And, more importantly, when do I not receive that sweet grace that He gives. Knowing that I serve a God who loves me despite my lack of showers, my frazzled momma moments, being too quick to anger, never too slow to speak, and most of the time just big ball of mess, knowing that He loves me and decides to show me grace, even when I think I know what I need. Well, I’m in love. With sweet, unexpected grace.

February 6, 2011

All in a Day’s Work..

 

In the dog crate…

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Cheesin’ it up….

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Ta Dah…

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Luckily, this hair is a side effect of the bath, not the light socket. Yet.

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January 26, 2011

Captured Sweetness…

Maddox loves reading this book that her Gamma, Gampa, and uncle Blayne got her for Christmas. I just love how her little mind is soaking up the world around her.

January 19, 2011

Nine Months New…

Maddox is nine months old! She’s weighing in at 18 pounds and she’s 28 inches long. But don’t let size fool you folks, because big things come in small packages! She has four teeth, and it looks like two more will make their debut this month too. She isn’t much (ok at all) for sitting still.I think she would go days without eating or drinking if I would just let her explore the world around her. DSCN3216

Her determination is amazing. She is starting to have so much personality, and we are having tons of fun every day! She loves to be chased, play with our dogs, and get into everything that isn’t hers. She is the most independent little fireball I’ve ever seen. Maddox is by no stretch of the means a cuddler, and this makes my heart a little sad, but she just doesn’t have time for that nonsense. I mean, there are things to do and learn!

She is a social butterfly much to my embarrassment at a times. She understands that she has the ability to get the attention of others, even strangers, and is not afraid to make lots of noise in efforts to do so! She makes friends very easily and will talk and play with anyone who will give her the time of day, which usually is not a problem!

Little bit is learning sign language and has picked up on it like a champ. She does the sign for dad (which she uses for the both of us), milk, and dog!

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Our lives will never be the same, and for that I am grateful. I truly can’t imagine doing anything other than being her momma each day.

I pray that God would help us to shape her into the little girl He desires her to be, that she will come to know and serve the Lord with all of that determination in that sweet little heart of hers.

January 13, 2011

Can’t say Goodbye…

If you are anything like me, the hardest thing to put away at Christmas time is the smiling faces of friends and loved ones. I love checking the mail box each December day to see who has joined our home for a visit. But, this year, I just couldn’t say goodbye! For some reason each card looked straight out of a magazine, no bias here…

So, if you are having a hard time saying goodbye, might I make a suggestion? Cut out the pictures, both big and small and display them somewhere in your home. I had this memo board that wasn’t being used stashed in my closet just waiting for such a day.

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