Thursday, after the previous night’s revelation about my son’s needs, I embraced my new role as full-time stay at home mom for the first time. Right, I was home with him full-time for the first three months of his life, but back then he really only ate, slept, pooped, smiled, and laughed. Now, he’s mobile and daring. Back then was a simpler time.
Thursday morning, I got breakfast ready for Jude, Josh, and myself. After eating, Josh took charge of the little guy so I could get showered. I can swear I remember a time when I got to shower daily. It’s a fleeting memory, but it’s still there…kinda. When I finished my shower, I had just enough time to make my coffee before Jude started signing “milk.” I nursed him down, and once I was sure he was asleep, I got up, grabbed my cuppa and our iPod, and settled in on the bed and watched nearly an entire episode of Heros. Jude slept for about an hour and woke up happier than he had been in days.
We took a PB&H sandwich to Josh before grabbing a snack for ourselves and heading to Oz Park. Jude ran around all crazy like at the playground, and I tried my best to keep up with him amongst the like, thousands of kindergarteners with whom he was sharing the play structures. A little while later we had lunch and then another nap. At around 3:30pm, I took him over to the church to play in the nursery and was pleasantly surprised to find out that there was a children’s music class going on. Jude had a great time dancing around and shaking the egg shakers.
The rest of the day was lovely. We had dinner once Josh finished work, and Jude went to bed fairly early. It was a great day, and the days since have been stellar as well. I kind of hate the fact that I have to forcefully remind myself to slow down and pay attention to my son. I hate how easy it is to let life get in the way of being a mom. I hate feeling like I have to ignore my instincts for the sake of getting on with things. Ugh.
On the flip side, I love it when I recognize that I was right all along (even if I didn’t listen to myself in the beginning)! I love knowing that I know what Jude needs. I love making positive changes to my daily life, and I love how those changes are reflected in Jude’s mood and attitude.
I love being a mom. Can you tell?
