Archive for February, 2009

February 20th, 2009

ode to my friends

i was browsing through the blog section on whattoexpect.com where i have been in the “april 2008″ momma/baby group since i was pregnant with jackson. there are lots of ladies who chat and post picures daily (or even by the minute, i swear). it’s a good way to ask questions about your babe, share experiences, gain support, etc. i go on and peruse  every few weeks, respond to a few posts, maybe write one myself and just check in on some of the mommas i have grown to “know” the past year and a half.

one of the woman posted this little “dear carolyn:” article to share with us and i thought it was so great that i wanted to post it here:

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obviously this hits home with so many people; those who have kiddos and those who don’t. but it’s really amazing how, in my opinion, right on the ball this carolyn chic is.

in my life i have many great friends. i am extremely blessed and thankful for each of them. since i have become a mom (and really since i became pregnant) i have noticed a significant shift in the role i play and my friends play in our friendships. some friends were already married, some had children, others were expecting. many were single and looking for love, or single and avoiding love. some desperately craved marriage, children the white picket fence, some eagerly hacked their bridesmaid dress into a glam tube top and headed to the club. up until the mom thing, i felt i could hang and relate to all of my friends. yes, my left ring finger might have been occupied, but really that was no biggie.  when i told my friend emily that i was taking prenatals and trying to get pregnant, she said she felt sick to her stomach. she said she was still digesting the idea that i was married, let alone thinking about pregnancy! let me say now that emily is one of my oldest and dearest friends. i love her with all of my heart; we have the kind of friendship where we can sit on a couch for 12 hours straight and never run out of things to say or stop laughing. she was just in a totally different spot in her life (and still is) and that’s so ok. i would be lying if i said i didn’t miss emily (and other foot loose and fancy free friends) and our pre-marriage/baby friendship. but really this is just a stage of our friendship and the journey that is our lives. 

in keeping with the dear carolyn article above, some friends have become a staple in my life as a new mom. whom without, i’m not sure i would survive. many of these friends are in a similar space in their lives; they are moms or wives or if not, they just seem to understand nonetheless. every monday or tuesday i talk to my long time friend lauren on the phone for, well, too long. she is at home with 3 kiddos: 3.5 years, 17 mos and 5 mos. when i’m having an off day or just need to vent, she is there. and let’s be honest, whatever it is i’m going through chances are she’s got me beat. lauren is cool, calm and collected. she is patient and easy going and a great mom. she works harder than most people i know and i greatly look up and respect her choice to care for her kids herself at home. let me also say that lauren looses her shit too. if she didn’t something just wouldn’t be right. her support during my pregnancy and since has been remarkable. we have always been great friends, but haven’t always been in the same “life stage” and consequently the level of in-touchness has waivered over the years; like any friendship. but we are in the here and now together and sharing the teething, pooping, food puraying and general bliss that is motherhood. thank you lauren, i love you so.

February 15th, 2009

step, step and away

as i’m uploading a few of the, well few, pictures that i’ve taken the last couple of weeks i’m noticing a significant decrease in the photo quantities of our little boy; and our life in general, for that matter. don’t worry, i can assure you we are still head over heals for jackson. our marriage is holding strong and even in this crumbling economy we are managing to pay our mortgage. there are a few real things contributing to this lack of life-capturing (well perhaps more than a few) but the main ones are:

1. we lost our camera in december and are using one that is less than exciting to operate and more importantly, takes totally shitty pictures

2. jackson’s activity level has been increasing almost daily (albeit the last week) and there are just not enough fingers to operate the camera, chase a very speedy 9 month old, stack blocks, read books and play puzzles

3. the last 8 days have been a blur of vomit, diarrhea, pedialyte, chicken broth, fevers, sleeplessness and angst. none of which were photo worthy opps, trust me

on a very bright, exciting and proud note, jackson is officially taking lots of steps and will be totally walking very soon. watching him explore the limits of his body and coordination has been so thrilling; for all of us. he is proud as a peacock of himself and damn well should be!

his first “official” steps were two weeks ago at kidcity in middletown, ct. it’s a super cool children’s museum full of hands on interactive goodness for babes, tots and kiddos. although jax really isn’t ready for most of it we did spend a good deal of time in the baby and toddler “under the sea” room. complete with mirrored walls and tubes with bubbles, slides, caves and a handful of extremely excited 2 year olds, jackson was in shell shock. he loves kids (he has 5 friends at his day care all 4 yrs or under) and was mesmerized by their voices, movements and general hysteria. so in part, him standing on his own without our help was because of this state of shock but then he took a few steps forward on his own! we would hold him out again and let go of his hands only to repeat the stepping process!  our son had taken his first steps under the sea at kidcity. upon leaving the room to explore the museum a lady was walking in with her grandkids. she made a comment about jackson (the comment escapes me at the moment, but chances are it was either about his cheeks or eyes) and i totally interrupted her and blurted, “he just took his first steps, right here!” (in a completely neurotic proud mother kind of way). she smiled thinking, crazy ass lady and said, “congrats!”. i was embarrassed for my compulsiveness to share but whatever. my kid just walked and i had never been more proud.

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so, beside all these steps jackson has been up to a whole bunch of new and exciting things:

- babbling non-stop. his favorite thing to say? maamaamam mamamamama. yes, momma! ok, so he also knows dada daddaada and sometimes we think he tries to say “bayla”,  babaaba.

- sharing! we put out our hands and ask to share, jackson will put his treasure in our palm. the only real exception is with food. this morning, actually, justin tried to get jackson to share his puffs (apple/strawberry cereal pieces) he did place one in justin’s hand but just as quickly grabbed it back and popped it in his mouth.

- doors & drawers are a constant source of amusement. as soon as jackson learns how to close and open without trapping himself there will be less tears involved.

- with the warmer weather we’ve been leaving the front door open to let the full glass storm door shed light and warmth. this has become jackson’s favorite hang-out. he climbs up the glass (it’s locked, don’t worry) and watches bayla in the yard, the cars driving by and the wonders of outside. many times our neighbors drive by and get a kick out of our peering tot. they must think we sit there for hours straight…

- grandpa and grandma (walters) gave jackson the cutest hobby horse for christmas. it stands about two feet tall, is black and will winnie and nay and make trotting noises. when pushed, the red patch on it’s back makes the noises and the tail wag. jackson is obsessed. he stands next to it and continuously smacks the patch. this is cute for a while but after the 20th something time even bayla comes up to try and silence the damn thing.

there is so much more but i hear a waking boy upstairs. come swing by, we’d love to see you. you don’t even have to stop, just slow down and look for 28″ of cuteness standing in the door way. if you’re lucky you may even get a wave!

 


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