Being a mom this last week taught me that me to be present in the moments, especially when they involve family.
I know you all have missed me this last week. Please put your Kleenex away, because I'm back, there's no need to cry. Ryan and Brayden were gone for a week in Missouri and so I may have been a little consumed with them when they returned. I was acting like so much had changed in the handful of days he had been gone. I swear to you, all the sudden Brayden was looking like a teenager ;)
For a few days after they returned, I didn't want to miss a moment and every time I would see him laugh or crawl or poop (ha ha, you know the red eyes), I would be right there smiling like I had just witnessed a one-of-a-kind act. A few days after, as things became more normalized around the house, I was feeding him his bottle before bed, and I caught myself trying to send some work emails on my phone at the same time. I don't know why it caught me off guard, I know I do it all the time, but in that moment I realized that often I am not present with the time I share with Brayden and probably Ryan as well. Does it take them leaving the country for me to want to ravish all those special moments. Let's face it, the email I was sending could have waited another ten minutes, goodness, it could have waited till the next day. But the moments I have with the special people in my life, whether family, friends, or pets those are taking place right in front of me!
Sometimes I think we feel like childcare is so much "work" that we forget to really enjoy it. Brayden is actually pretty hilarious right now. He's mischievous and completely adorable. To choose my phone over him, well honestly it's insulting. I get upset with Ryan if he can't take a second to look away from the hockey game to listen to me (or basketball game...or football game...really any game on ESPN), and there's really no difference with me doing the same thing to Brayden. I'm in no way am I'm saying we don't need breaks, we are only human! But when those breaks are finished, do we actually take in the moments after that?
Life is amazing and so precious, and this last week has reminded me once again of that. So here's to SELF IMPROVEMENT! I don't care if you're a mom, an aunt, a brother, a dad, etc, I think this applies to everyone! You can choose your own goals, but the hope for myself is that I close my computer, put away my phone, open my arms and heart, and roll my sleeves up so I don't miss the good, the bad and the ugly little moments God has given me.
Everyday my little treasures (two boys, 16 months apart) do something that either makes me feel like like I might pull my hair out, curl up in fetal position, and cry or laugh so hard that I almost pee my pants (which seems to happen easier since I've had them). Half the time I pray to God for patience and the other hald I'm thanking him for the amazing blessings in my life. And here I share these moments... My blog postings will be short, but special to me and hopefully one day to my family.
Wednesday, 20 February 2013
Thursday, 7 February 2013
Cough! Cough!...Call 911!
This last week taught me that being a mom means hearing my son cough and automatically thinking he has pneumonia. So I quickly call our pediatrician and beg them to squeeze me in for an emergency check up!
"Your son just has a cold. Sorry, he is not old enough, we can't give him anything for that. It will just have to take its course."
I really like our pediatrician but when these are the OH SO comforting words that come out of her mouth, I have a mind to pin her up against the wall and threaten to choke her with her own stethoscope. This reaction could have been due to lack of sleep or just the plain heartbreak that is caused when I hear Brayden coughing and then crying because it hurts. I thought nothing would be more painful than hearing Ryan complain about being sick, but I stand corrected. ;)
So how does one know when to really go to the doctor? I know there are the standard rules about when their temperature is over 100 degrees, if they haven't pooped in like 5 days or something, if they start looking possessed like the Children of the Corn, you know, the every day-well known rules...but often times I think we should follow our gut, and just make that little trip to the doctors. I figure that the worst that happen is you walk out with peace of mind. I obviously understand that a doctor's time is precious but sometimes I would just ask the them to understand a first time mommy, and please do their job - check their throats, check their ears, check their tummies, and Yes please, give me a coupon for free goodies from the pharmacy.
Now when I'm sick, I believe a hotty totty is the solution, but I guess I can't mix a little rum into his bottle...or could I...? :) Anyone want to share natural remedies on curing your little one's colds?
"Your son just has a cold. Sorry, he is not old enough, we can't give him anything for that. It will just have to take its course."
I really like our pediatrician but when these are the OH SO comforting words that come out of her mouth, I have a mind to pin her up against the wall and threaten to choke her with her own stethoscope. This reaction could have been due to lack of sleep or just the plain heartbreak that is caused when I hear Brayden coughing and then crying because it hurts. I thought nothing would be more painful than hearing Ryan complain about being sick, but I stand corrected. ;)
So how does one know when to really go to the doctor? I know there are the standard rules about when their temperature is over 100 degrees, if they haven't pooped in like 5 days or something, if they start looking possessed like the Children of the Corn, you know, the every day-well known rules...but often times I think we should follow our gut, and just make that little trip to the doctors. I figure that the worst that happen is you walk out with peace of mind. I obviously understand that a doctor's time is precious but sometimes I would just ask the them to understand a first time mommy, and please do their job - check their throats, check their ears, check their tummies, and Yes please, give me a coupon for free goodies from the pharmacy.
Now when I'm sick, I believe a hotty totty is the solution, but I guess I can't mix a little rum into his bottle...or could I...? :) Anyone want to share natural remedies on curing your little one's colds?
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