So sometimes I have to do the whole mom-blog thing. Even if I am rather eager to tell you how good these dark chocolate merlot cookies are when adapted to be made skillet cookie style…please do check in on Saturday for the results of that rather obviously delicious marriage :)
It’s definitely fall – I can feel it in the air, see it in the colours, taste it in my favourite pumpkin muffins and scones, and hear it in my weak-lunged little one’s chest. It’s amazing to me how quickly a kid can go from fine to siiiiiiick, and I hate hearing his wheezy little breaths as he tries to keep up his regular playing pace. From the slightest change in weather to eating one meal without washing his hands to one trip to the babysit at church, he seems to pick up every passing cold and cough. I’m hoping we can get it sorted out before baby arrives since I certainly don’t want the baby to catch anything too early, nor do I want to be up all night holding TWO crying kids!
I honestly don’t know how single parents do it – my every hat is off to you if you are one or were one. I go a little crazy even thinking about the possibility, and for now I’m just thankful the one inside remains remarkably low maintenance when it comes to care. I am not one of those people who itches to “meet” my baby or hopes to have it early to eliminate discomfort – I know how much easier it is to please on the inside :)
Rubbing my little guy’s back at naptime yesterday and again last night when I was busy trying to bake, prepare for a psychology midterm presentation, do philosophy homework, and get the long-overdue bathrooms cleaned reminded me of these words:
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Some things are more important than chores and responsibilities, deadlines and productivity. And I was rewarded with the beautiful reminder that there is nothing sweeter than watching a barely 2-year-old’s thick, thick eyelashes finally lay still on his big, soft baby cheeks, his mouth in a tiny smile because he took one last peek to make sure his mom was still there beside him on the bed.
And all this in the same month he transitioned to his big boy bed and threw out his soother without a backwards glance. He’s growing up so fast and soon to be a big brother, but as long as he has those big baby cheeks, I will look at him sleeping and think there really is nothing sweeter than a sleeping baby.
Poor little one :( So sorry to hear your boy is sick… I hope it goes away soon! Such a sweet post, Anna! I always love to watch my babies sleep. There is no more precious and peaceful view than that. Hugs!!!
OH, poor guy. There is no more helpless feeling that watching your sick baby :( hope he feels better. And I’m with you, I have so much more respect and awe for my sisters who are single moms now that I have a kid AND an amazing husband. I’m am grateful ever single day for him, more so now that we are parents than ever.
I agree…now I know why people say love grows stronger with age!
Am I having an emotional day because this write-up just brought tears to my eyes…I have got to stop reading these in my 5 minute down time in the staffroom. Love to you all.
That quote made me a little misty when I first saw it too :)
Do tell how he ditched the soother??? Caleb is so attached, I think he may have it till he is five!
On Sunday night right before he went to bed I randomly decided I was sick of it since I had in my mind that when he turned 2 was when it would go, and it was kind of at the point where I needed to buy new ones, so I said casually, “Y’know, that soother is pretty gross and sticky Kristopher, maybe you should throw it in the garbage? No more soothers for big boys.” And he said “Yah, sticky! Maybe buy new one?” and immediately threw it in the garbage. I think it helped that we didn’t talk about it/think about it – like pulling off a bandaid :) He’s asked where it was a couple times but never with much care so I guess he was ready! He still has his favourite stuffy though, which probably helps?