When he naps, calm and order descend, life resumes its predicable saunter, and things get done. When he doesn't nap (which is every other day, or every two days in a row), I make my plans and then watch them fall through my hands like sand.
Welcome to the motherhood. It's a fabulous place for letting go of attachment, to anything aside from the wee one.
I love it.
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Hello Sweetheart... week in week out you remind of these teeny tiny precious moments from my little boys babba hood. He's seven now. Adorable. But I do so miss the baby he was...
Enjoy every minute.x
Yes! I found putting my baby's needs above anything else to be the best spiritual practice ever. And the exhaustion at the end of each day had a wholesomeness & sense of completion to it that I don't quite get now that my boy is older, though the love gets better & better.
Enjoy this fleeting time. : )
It is so good to see pictures of your little guy. My name is Sarah--i've actually read your blog for a while now and moved to Asheville a year ago. We were actually in the New Dawn childbirth classes together but I was too timid to tell you I read your blog. I blame pregnancy.
Huxley is adorable.
We don't have kids yet, but I look forward to the time when I don't put myself first anymore. It seems like, in a weird way, so much freedom would come from devoting yourself to another little being.
I'm a nanny for a 3-month-old, and even with my full night's sleep I'm exhausted by the end of a day and feel like doing the dishes is a major accomplishment. Still, I can't wait to have my own. Hopefully, my health will cooperate...
I'm in the exact same boat, except my daughter is over a year old. She's got first priority and housework, my business, and everything else takes a backseat to her. Good luck with your handsome boy.
sarah-i totally remember you! from pennsylvania, married to travis, own a moving company! hope all is well with your babe! it's a wild ride, innit???
you have a really good memory! i am loving being a mom and it is a wild ride!
i can't believe Lydia is already 10.5 weeks old. it flies by. we are going on our first plane trip tomorrow--nervous!
keep up the great work--i'm so glad you've been able to keep up with blogging amongst what seems like so many other endeavors :)
I have the same thing happening at my house with my 12-week-old. I never know how the day is going to be, but everything, EVERYTHING, depends upon the naps.
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