Since having Jordan, my life has been a whirlwind. I'm pretty sure I have perfected the ability to multitask and change my clothes with one hand and baby in the other. Meals are quick (and often cold) and the nights of getting at least four hours of straight sleep brings a moment of rejoice. Spit up, poop explosions and getting peed on are all things I'm used to now. But all of that doesn't compare to the perfection of this little boy we call our son.
I would be writing you a book if I sat here and caught you up on the past eight months. So I won't. I will however tell you that the past eight months have been the best months of my life. Being a mother is the most rewarding job I have, and will ever experience. It doesn't even begin to come close to what I thought it was like. I was born to be a mother. Don't get me wrong -- I have my days where I'm so tired I could fall asleep while standing up; or I'm so emotionally exhausted, I could cry. Funny thing is, this is just the beginning. I can't wait to look back on this day and think 'girl, you had no idea'.
Jordan is growing up fast. Too fast. He started crawling around six months and has lately proven that he's on a mission to walk. He's eight months old and is the most determined kid I've ever seen. I think he's trying to keep up with the other kids at daycare. Yep, he's in daycare...and it was hard for me to do. Luckily our lady came highly recommended, as she babysat my current and old boss's children. Both of which had nothing but nice things to say about her, which made things so much easier on me. Although it's never easy to leave your baby. picking him up every day makes my heart melt. Seeing his face light up when I walk in the door is the best part of my day.
It's hard to believe that I'm starting to think about the planning stages of my son's first birthday party. Um...how the heck did any of us plan party's before Pinterest!? If you're not obsessed with it, then you live under a rock. I find the best ideas on there and I only wish it were as popular as it is when I got married a few years ago.
I went back to work full time in early December and it was such a huge adjustment. I was fortunate to have five months off of work for maternity leave...so going back wasn't easy. I was also still nursing -- so for all you working mom's, you know how much fun it is to pump at work. Totally kidding. First of all, I applaud those of you who were/are able to continue and stick with it. I unfortunately had a hard time keeping up with it. I only lasted for about two months before my supply had drastically decreased. When I first went back to work, I was able to pump 16-20oz in a day; but towards the end I was working hard to pump 4oz. I was sad and felt defeated, but I knew I was done. My ultimate goal was to nurse for six months...and I did just that. Once I got over it, I patted myself on the back and moved on.
I'm pretty used to my routine now and every day when I leave work, I go home to start my second job. And that "job" is the best job. Cooking dinner and having family time with my husband and son is what I look forward to. I am the happiest I have ever been.
And yes...a birth story is still in the works. I've been incredibly lazy with that...soon, I promise.
Without further ado, here are a couple updated pictures of my pride and joy....
|(Baby in a Box!! Christmas 2012)|
|(Looking WAY too much like his daddy!)|
|(Happy 8 Months, little boy!)|