Sunday, February 1, 2009
Life with Corelle in it...
We are finally starting to get back into the swing of things. After all the traveling and the surgery a month after having Corelle and not being able to do much after that (housework or otherwise!), I am feeling great again and have started to get into a routine again. I am TOTALLY loving being a mommy! And it's not some fairytale period like people might think it is. I truly love it, I don't mind poopy diapers, I don't mind spit up, and I don't mind nighttime feedings. They say every baby and mommy have a hardest time of their day, and ours has to be about 11 at night. Corelle gets fussy, she won't fall asleep (or should I say stay asleep) even if I rock her to sleep and try to put her in her bassinet (having fed her and changed her, of course). She cries the second I put her down. And won't stop if I let her lay there. She gets tears and turns red, the whole works. So, I sit and hold her for seriously one or two hours at night until she is in a deep sleep. If I am lucky, it's one hour, but usually it's two.) That is when I write in my journal and play on Facebook. What else am I supposed to do until 2 in the morning? (It is presently 1:30 and I have to get up for church at 7 and she is still laying on my chest, the sweet little thing). So, I get a little tired at nights and then I don't want to wake up bright and early in the mornings, and I sleep until about 10. (Admit it...you know you'd do the same thing if you went to bed at 2 and needed your 8 hours!) I am grateful I set my own work schedule. I currently do 4-6:30 on Mondays and Thursdays and 6:30-8 on Wednesdays. That is PLENTY of time away from my sweet little one for now. I find myself unsure of how to create a balance between spending enough time with my baby and getting things done around the house. I am such a perfectionist that when people tell me to enjoy every minute with her because she will grow so fast, I take it literally. So I hold her, most of the day. She has gotten a lot better at letting us put her down for 15-20 minutes at a time now, but I do that the bare minimum! As a result, I don't get my house cleaned the way I'd like to, but in 10 years I won't care that my house was untidy (never unclean, like dirty toilets and sinks...we are talking clutter from stuff being out)...I will care that I held my baby. I always think to myself the saying I heard when I was quite young..."Settle down, cobwebs, dust go to sleep, I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep." It is such a beautiful thing, being a mom and holding your baby and singing to her and reading to her. She is smiling and cooing a lot now, and brings a lot of joy to Corban and me. You should see the way Corban is with her. If I thought he was sweet with out bird, I could only have imagined how much sweeter he'd be with a daughter. I love to see him talk to her and play with her. I am grateful she will have that kind of special relationship with her daddy! (Oh, the update is, at her 6 week appointment she had gained 2 pounds and 1 ounce and grown 3 inches, making her 9.1 pounds and 21 inches long. At my 6 week checkup, the doctor commented on how calm Corelle is...I told him that's how things are around our house! She is definitely a calm baby and I am so grateful she doesn't cry much!)
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4 comments:
Hey, what a cool area to be a perfectionist in! Baby devouring.
I think you and Corban are the CUTEST parents by the way.
I love the 'dust go to sleep' poem too, and I also love this one that I heard recently:
On judgement Day
If God should say
Did you clean your house today?
I will answer
I did not
I played with my children
And forgot.
Yea for blog posting! Thanks for writing. You guys are great.
Christine, I love that poem! I want to memoriZe that one, too! Maybe I will have to hang it on my fridge! That is awesome! I think you are the custest parents as well! I am so grateful I have you in my ward!
Heidi, ya'll are awesome too! And so much fun! I miss your fun-ness!
Whoever deleted their comment... dang, that's not fair! Now I can use my imagination and invent all sorts of comments people might have left!
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