Can you believe that it is already December 1st? Where did this year go? Honestly! It really is amazing to me that as you get older time really does fly by. Before I know it I'll be sending Jack off to school...ok, maybe I'm getting a wee bit ahead of myself.
So a very sad thing happened yesterday and I'm not quite sure if it was more traumatizing for Jack or for me. Jack has learned how to roll. It is so funny to see how much these little milestones in his life get me so excited. Anywho, we have a brown ottoman in front of our couch which has turned into the changing station. It's just so much more convenient than his changing table. Not exactly sure why we even bought one in the first place because I think I can count on one hand the number of times we've used it. Well yesterday after cleaning a doozy of a diaper, I got up to walk not even 5 steps away to throw it out and just as I was turning around I see Jack tumbling over the side of the ottoman. Luckily the floor is carpeted and pretty cushy but he was sooooo upset. He even made a little smacking sound as he hit the ground. I quickly rushed over to him, cradled him in my arms and commenced trying to soothe and calm my very hysterical baby. I then searched his little body for any signs of bumps or bruises but none were to be found. I apologized profusely in the hopes that he would forgive his reckless mother. You can tell were new parents because when Mike came home he thought maybe we should take him to the doctor just to be sure he's ok. Grammmy Ryan assured us that he was just fine.
Later on that evening as Mike was changing Jack into his jammies he was zipping up his sleeper and caught a little bit of his skin in the zipper. Well thus commenced the second traumatizing event of the day. Poor little Jack. Mike felt so awful and tried to console him but he just wouldn't stop crying. I asked him if I could try and he refused saying he wanted to console him. Well he continued crying and it didn't seem like it was letting up anytime son so I asked again if I could have him and Mike unwillingly handed him over. As soon as I held him he stopped crying. It about melted my heart right there on the spot. Could just knowing he is in his mothers arms be enough to calm him? I was sad that he was hurt, but so happy that yet again, I could console my little baby. I have come to realize that it is one of the simple blessings of being a mother. The ability we have to nurture and soothe our little ones. I can't wait for the day when he is upset and calls out for me by name because all he wants his Mommy.
Well here's keeping my fingers crossed that nothing tragic happens today. Wish me luck! and Happy December.
Here is another little video of Jack talking. I just can't get over how funny it is when he talks to me. He has started to move his little lips as you'll see and it's like he is trying to get the words out but all that comes out is babble.
Also, I chopped my hair last week. I just took a quick pic with my web cam. it's not a very good shot but you can at least tell how short it is.
5 comments:
You sound SO much like Lizzy poo in the video! He is so stinkin cute!!! And so are you. :)
Oh Katie how I remember those first few times it was my fault my baby got hurt. The guilt...the absolute overwhelming guilt!!!! There were a few times I swear had child services been there I would have gladly handed him over feeling as though he'd be better off with a much more attentive non-hurtful mommy!!! But alas he has survived and still loves me all the same:)!!!
Cute length on the hair by the way...how's the personal trainer going? I'm only 23 weeks pregnant and already up 19 pounds...so incredibly depressing!!! Sigh...
Anyway, keep up the posting...I love getting updated on your life!!!
I love your hair Katie!!!
You're such a good mom. I'm so proud!
Get used to those consoling moments. I can't tell you how many times Max has bumped, smacked, cracked...you get the idea. It is nice that sometimes all it needs is a mommy love. Love and miss you!
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