Friday morning

Hunter is growing and growing. He now weighs over 10 lbs which is quite remarkable when I think about the fact that he's almost doubled his body weight in 8 weeks. That's a lot of eating. I would be over 200 lbs in two months time if I did the same thing. I like to eat, but that would be a difficult proposition!

I'm now dealing daily with the mother worry of how to get my child to take a nap during the day when he's tired. I know my last blog post was all freaked-out happy about his daytime nap and then wham! he's having trouble falling asleep during the day. He's doing that baby-thing where he's tired and I know it and he knows it, but he fights sleep until he's past the point of exhaustion and screaming his head off. 

I'm trying to remember, at the end of the day, all of the things that have gone well during the day. Like the fact that I'm sitting at home with my beautiful baby and getting paid to do so. Like the fact that he's eating so well and gaining weight. Like the fact that my body is producing such a great milk supply. Like the fact that I've gotten to sing and read to my baby and see my reflection in his eyes. Like the fact that he loves to snuggle up on me (and fall asleep and then wake up when I try to gently put him down). Like the fact that his nighttime sleep is going pretty well in that he goes to sleep easily at night and then just wakes up to eat. There is much to be grateful for especially as I go downtown today to meet Sharron for lunch and remember all of the babies in the NICU who have much greater problems than the lack of an easy daytime nap. 

It's comical to me how I really thought it would be different for me than "those other moms." I really thought I'd be able to keep my house clean and work out on a regular basis. I really did. I'm just such an organized person that I thought it wouldn't be that hard. But, it's really difficult to get entire tasks done. I can start something and then have to come back later to try to finish it. It took me three days to get flowers planted outside and I was frankly just thrilled that I finally got some flowers planted before the weather got too hot. I still haven't vacuumed and we're going on two months. I did clean 1.5 bathrooms yesterday so if you visit I'm directing you to the 1.0 clean one as opposed to the 0.5 or the 0.0 dirty ones. 

Another mother said to me recently that she tries to remember to be "a little more Mary and a little less Martha" when raising her three boys. She reminded me that Hunter won't remember how clean the house was, but he will remember how available his mother was.