Today I felt like a really REALLY bad mom...
The day started out AWESOME..we slept til 10:10! I was so stoked to begin my day...feed the babe, work out on Wii Fit, then after he fell asleep for his nap I was going to load him up and go to WalMart, the bank, and maybe Walgreens...then I was going to come home, do laundry, clean the bathrooms, clean the kitchen, cook a chicken and make an awesome dinner. Mother/wife of the year type stuff!
Instead, I fed him, he pooped. I worked out on Wii Fit til he felt ignored and then fed him again. He pooped, so I changed him. I tried getting him to sleep...he pooped. I changed him again. A little while later he pooped AGAIN. By now it was funny and I laughed with him..what a silly boy! So by this time he's sick of being changed and gets fussy...so he eats again. The rest is a little blurry..I know I changed a total of 5-6 poopy diapers, did NOT get a nap out of him, did NOT go to any of those places mentioned above...and by 3:30 I was crying. I didn't so much care about not getting STUFF done, but it was SO hard trying to figure out why he was still fussy! I had fed, changed, loved and cuddled him ALL DAY. Why was he still so fussy?! My back hurt, my laundry was dirty, and blah blah blah. And it overwhelmed me to think that Ben is SICK and even when he got home I couldn't have any relief! Here's what I learned:
Even though I've heard it said a LOT..those little things do NOT matter. Laundry and dirty house will still be there tomorrow.
Babies totally CAN sense stress. It helps just to cuddle them even when they are crying and don't seem to appreciate it.
A mommy's work is never done...babies don't take breaks from being babies! But taking care of one is still the BEST job. I wouldn't change it for a thing.
You have to be grateful for 3 minute 1 inch deep luke warm baths because sometimes that's ALL the relaxation you're gonna get.
Going to the bathroom is a luxury....
Eating is a luxury...
Seeing Connor finally fall asleep in my arms was the sweetest thing that happened all day. I love that boy more than ANYTHING. I sometimes miss holding him when he's asleep in his cradle. I love when he first wakes up and is so delirious and happy just being picked up. That fresh baby smell is UNBEATABLE.
I hope for a better, easier tomorrow...but if it's not at least I'm still living out my dream of being a mother. Connor and Benjamin are my dreams come true...I am SO lucky and SO blessed. I had to hum the song "Did You Think to Pray" and "Count Your Many Blessings" today..and really it helped. Thank goodness for the power of prayer to calm even our worst anxieties and stress!
That's all...I think he MIGHT be awake again. :-)