On Ian’s one month birthday we had a photo shoot with Mike Paul Edde (Beacon Photography)!!! P.S. We love Mikey, he even flew to NY do take photos of our wedding for an entire weekend. I like to think Ian was a natural!!!!!
He started off like this:
and then went to this:
and ended like this:
I could just eat him up!!!
Ok so most of you know by now that I started a blog a while back, who am I kidding 2008 is more than a while, anyhow ….. I went to NY to see my sister and it got lost in the Adirondack Mountains somewhere……perhaps on Haystack, or Marcy, I’m not quite sure…..
I think I can say at this point this blog has evolved into a full-blown mommy blog. There are random tidbits of non-mommy related issues and events of the world thrown in as well.
Basically, I am a new mom trying to document that ever changing job for myself, my child, my friends and family. These are strictly my opinions and rants. Please don’t take them for more than that!!!
My New Life has started with the birth of Ian!! I am not going to back track and fill in all the boring details of my birth story ect. Although birth was not as hard and horrible as I imagined, Dan and I were laughing and joking all through labor!! I am going to start here with my new life…..married, with Ian at 2 months!!!
Enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
During those first months of our new life with a baby, I honestly thought we were done - Ian was going to be our only child because I didn’t think I would ever be able to go through that again.
Prior to Ian’s birth, everyone kept telling me the same thing: the first few months are hard. And, they were right. Hard might even be an understatement. Those first months suck… bad. It was hard to get use to the lack of sleep. It was hard to try and comfort a screaming baby, when I had no clue why he was screaming. It was hard to adjust to the fact that I was no longer the first priority. It was hard to transition from being a selfish person… to a selfless parent. It was hard to get up each morning and go to work… only to come home and keep working until I was finally able to fall crawl into bed. Hard? Yes.
Rewarding? Completely. After conquering those first few months, I look back and would do it all over again in a heartbeat (just not anytime soon , okay?). Why? It’s not because I’ve somehow just suddenly forgotten how rough it actually was. Trust me, I will never forget. It’s because I now get to reap the rewards of those difficult months every single day. From waking up a sleeping baby, who starts my day with the sweetest smile… to picking up an excited boy from daycare, who seems so thankful that I’m there to get him. Ian gives me a greater purpose in life and, for that, I am so thankful.
Trust me – I’m not one to give motherly advice. I’m surprised that Ian actually survived the first months, especially considering all of the mistakes I made (and sadly, continue to make). BUT, I do know one thing that I feel certain I should share with those new (and soon-to-be new) moms out there: Those first few months suck. BUT, despite how challenging and difficult they are, I promise you it will all be completely, perfectly, and wonderfully worth every second. Hang in there – it only gets better each day!
And, if I was able to survive it, then trust me – anyone can!
When you can do almost anything one handed; including typing and preparing meals!
When your husband says to you “honey you have spit up all over your shirt” and you say nonchalantly “I know” and have known it was there for hours and didn’t care and/or have the time to change.
When you have serious conversations about poop.
When shaving has become a luxury. Hey you barely have time to shower let alone actually shave while your in there!
When you don’t want strangers to even look at your new baby for fears that just them breathing in his direction will cause him to catch something.
When your 19 students ”We’ll be her mommy and you can be his big sister” and for a moment it sounds like a good idea.
When you leave your new baby even if its just for an hour or 2 with daddy and you feel incredibly guilty. Because you know…he’s so little he needs his mommy!
When the slightest grunt, fart, or wiggle wakes you up.
When you finally feel like you have purpose.
and lastly
When you experience love like you never knew existed before; each time you look into his eyes…or see him smile…or waiting for the first time he tells you he loves you…and when you can’t imagine life or anything like it without your child. That’s when you know your a mom.
