Friday, March 17, 2017

4 Months


I've decided that my life can be summed up into 3 basic segments:

                                                       -endless nude behinds (woot woot.)
                                                       -dairy farmin it
                                                       -constant shoulder hitchhiker

Its pretty great actually.

Emery is officially is a pretty entertaining little person.



It's amazing how fast the time flies. This was 1 day old vs 3 months.


She's constantly content and smiling at anyone who pays attention to her. She LOVES rattles. And red bracelets. And books. And monkeys. And drooling/chewing on everything. And thinks high fives are HILARIOUS. She's even learned some pretty classy skills... like sticking her tongue out to mimic fart noises. #classywin. She's pretty content doing moooost anything.
EXCEPT feeling cold alcohol swabs placed anywhere on her person.
Case in point....
Bottom lip pout perfection. The alcohol on her ears 5 times to get the dots even was waaaay worse than the piercing lol. I braced myself enough for the both of us either way.



If you can't tell from the squeals.. she thinks grandpa is the funniest:

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She loves to jump... but has lately decided she prefers vigorous side stepping: 

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She's started learning to dance...from the comfort of moms pants.


and looooooves having her picture taken:



.......... (except when she first wakes up) 😂😜 But for real:

















I guess its hard work being a "Kid"...... #goatlife


But now that we're officially "pro's" at this whole parenting thing... I've got some mom realizations.

-Being a mom completely changes you.

-When you're a teenager and offering to hold someone else's kid there's always that fear of "but what if they puke on me…"  ..............when it's your own kid, you couldn't care less. 

-I love that Ms Emery Grace appreciates 10 1/2 hours of uninterrupted sleep a night JUST as much as I do. Otherwise, I am what could be termed a "Mombie." 

-Moms excel at awkward exercising. For example, doing squats at a terrible angle while keeping said mini hitchhiker 100% vertical to reach stuff that accidentally fell on the floor. Who knew not bending could be such an skill.

-Also. Eating with something squirmy in your lap trying to knock food out of your hand. +10 pts if you can make it through a meal without dropping food on their head. +20 if you lick it off.

-Aaaand while we're at it, so is managing to unbutton jeans one handed. I can totally see how that diaper thing could come in handy. #signmeup

-Having a husband that is 1000% on your team makes ALL the difference.

-Mom life is challenging. But it's also the most fulfilling thing I've done. Not one thing that I've accomplished in life can even compare. Not even close. 

-It is quite possible to hold an ongoing conversation all day long where neither of you understand a dang thing the other is saying. I narrate everything I do, while she chats my ear off… and I still continue to react like it's the most interesting comment I've ever heard. Rinse and repeat.

-It's hard to not stare at them in complete awe.  I'm constantly in absolute amazement that this hilarious little person actually lived inside me. As Quentin says "you spend all day long with the baby. And now that she's asleep… you're sitting here. Looking at pictures and videos of the baby. 😂😂

-It is hilarious when a newborn comically sneezes AHHHHH-choo. Loudly.

-It doesn't matter what level of self neglect it took, you would do absolutely anything to ensure their happiness.  Haven't showered in a week? Awesome. Haven't had a day without getting puked on in months? Great. But by golly, we've successfully had tummy time, endless giggles, laughs, conversations, funny faces, dancing around the kitchen to music, read lots of books, and played for hours… until at the end of the day when I put my daughter in her crib for the night and she gives me a huge grin before she rolls on her side and sucks her thumb to sleep… every ounce of that time spent is worth it. The very fact that this sweet tiny person starts and ends her day with THIS smile. There's nothing better.


-Seeing a grown man get on the floor and make goofy noises and funny faces in full character is absolutely adorable.

-When they say that motherhood feels like wandering around with your heart existing outside your body.. its absolutely true. You feel everything they do threefold.

-You really start to separate out the friendships and people in your life. Unnecessary negativity, drama, and one sided friendships really have no place. We're all in this together. We should be building each other up, not dragging each other down.

-Ten minute hands free breaks are wonderful ways to mentally decompress and get re-energized.
So is peeing by yourself. 

-Laundry and growing out of clothes is a never ending battle. I never seem to catch up on weeding out things that are now too small.

-It's super important to maintain a sense of self identity in the middle of all the parenting. When you're giving every second of every day for someone else it can be difficult to take time and "be yourself" too.

-You feel way more normal if you manage to get out of the sweatpants or throw on some lipstick. 

-It is incredibly odd to have a section of your stomach that's still numb after 5 months.

-Self compassion is a must, because mom-guilt is pointless. There's no need to mom-compete, or feel like so-and-so's-mom is an A++ in this or that, and that you yourself are failing because you haven't yet taught your kid 3 languages and hand grow/grind their organic food into perfect portion sized bits, and still manage to keep your house impeccable in the spotless department. Put that mom-guilt on a shelf. I'm fairly certain that we all feel as if we're "barely making it" at this whole parenting thing, some just hide it better than others. There may be times when it looks like a bomb went off in the middle of my living room.. just goes to show we were having a dang good time. That, is a win. Not a failure.

-You can never do it all in a day. I packed some boxes, gutted the coat closet, and researched marble floor options today. That my dear (with a mini-me in tow) is an accomplishment. 

-Doing a faceswap with a baby is borderline terrifying.

-People will constantly feel the need to tell you how to parent. It is perfectly acceptable to graciously say thanks, and roll your eyes as you walk away knowing you're going to completely ignore said "advice."

-Everyone was someones baby once. The homeless person on the corner, the rude pierced teenager, or the guy who treated you like a jerk. When you start to think about it differently.. its easier to feel more compassion towards them instead of getting offended by whatever mood they're in. I've found that the ones who are particularly abrasive are typically the ones who need that love and acceptance the most. 

-There really is more good in the world than bad. No, you can't protect your kid from everything bad that could possibly happen to them. But you can try to be a good person and raise good people. It starts with you. In my own experience... the more time you spend looking for the good instead of the bad.. the more often you find those worthwhile things in life. Happiness is all about perspective. We're here on this earth to be happy and find joy. It's up to us to make the most of the time that we're given. 

Oh.. Were building a house too. Time to get out of the big city! 

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