So all I talk about is Lucas. I realized when I'm out with a group of grown-ups, I only have stories that are baby-related. No stories of the latest event at work, no tales of a recent night out/escapade, no discussions around the latest world development. My stories revolve around my kid. His ups, his downs, our latest adventure, the class we're taking, our walk to Starbucks, what he's eating, how he's sleeping. That's it. Am I boring?
Lucas is all-consuming. I wonder what I sound like to my friends without kids. Do I sound like a broken record? A bragging mommy? Or do they understand that this little being is my whole world now.
However, now that we're looking for a new house, conversations now involve the baby and the house hunt. Sometimes I do not recognize the woman in the mirror :)
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
A Gaggle of Grandparents
Lucas has four sets of grandparents. Yes, four sets.
It's a bit of a complicated family tree but both of our parents have divorced and remarried. In addition, some of our stepparents had kids from a previous marriage or had kids with our bio parents in their new marriage. This leaves Lucas with four sets of grandparents and various step/half aunts and uncles. We don't use the step or half terms - in our minds, everyone is important to our little man.
But four sets of grandparents. How lucky is our kid? How lucky are we? Not to mention that Lucas has four great grandmothers and a great grandfather. This can be a mouthful to roll off the tongue so we lovingly refer to them as GG.
However, it can be challenging juggling various family commitments, especially around holidays like Christmas or Easter. Everyone wants to see Lucas which results in a lot of time in the car traipsing all over the GTA, trying to work around nap times and meal times, without disrupting the schedule too much. This is bound to get more difficult as Lucas gets older and inevitably when #2 comes along. With all his gear, it often feels like we're moving out of the house when we go for a visit.
But I keep reminding myself that we are lucky to have so many people that care about our mini-man and are invested in his growth and development. We are lucky.
It's a bit of a complicated family tree but both of our parents have divorced and remarried. In addition, some of our stepparents had kids from a previous marriage or had kids with our bio parents in their new marriage. This leaves Lucas with four sets of grandparents and various step/half aunts and uncles. We don't use the step or half terms - in our minds, everyone is important to our little man.
But four sets of grandparents. How lucky is our kid? How lucky are we? Not to mention that Lucas has four great grandmothers and a great grandfather. This can be a mouthful to roll off the tongue so we lovingly refer to them as GG.
However, it can be challenging juggling various family commitments, especially around holidays like Christmas or Easter. Everyone wants to see Lucas which results in a lot of time in the car traipsing all over the GTA, trying to work around nap times and meal times, without disrupting the schedule too much. This is bound to get more difficult as Lucas gets older and inevitably when #2 comes along. With all his gear, it often feels like we're moving out of the house when we go for a visit.
But I keep reminding myself that we are lucky to have so many people that care about our mini-man and are invested in his growth and development. We are lucky.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
I had a baby - 9 months ago!
My son Lucas has been out as long as he was in. And I survived. So far.
Before he arrived, I contemplated starting a blog that I could update when he napped or as he played, as this motherhood thing was going to be a breeze.
Fast forward nine months and here I am, finally getting this blog started. Mostly as an outlet for me to write and reach the outside world, but hopefully along the way, other moms that are out there will enjoy the misadventures of this modern mom.
A good friend of mine just had her first baby a month ago and as I held her little bundle, it was hard to believe that Lucas was that small. I found a newborn diaper buried in his cupboard and have packed away all his newborn clothes - and I was sad. He will never be that small again (well, really at 9 lbs. 1 oz. he was never really THAT small). Was I crazy to miss those days when we never slept, he was always nursing and couldn't focus his eyes on my face?
These nine months have gone by so slowly and so fast all at the same time. Those really rough days where I watch the minutes pass until my husband comes home to relieve me and the days where I turn around and it's already dinner and bedtime for my little man. Most of the time it feels like trying to catch lightning in a bottle.
So, rather than reliving my life over the past several months, I hope to focus on Lucas' transition from baby to boy and my inevitable return to work in a few months.
Before he arrived, I contemplated starting a blog that I could update when he napped or as he played, as this motherhood thing was going to be a breeze.
Fast forward nine months and here I am, finally getting this blog started. Mostly as an outlet for me to write and reach the outside world, but hopefully along the way, other moms that are out there will enjoy the misadventures of this modern mom.
A good friend of mine just had her first baby a month ago and as I held her little bundle, it was hard to believe that Lucas was that small. I found a newborn diaper buried in his cupboard and have packed away all his newborn clothes - and I was sad. He will never be that small again (well, really at 9 lbs. 1 oz. he was never really THAT small). Was I crazy to miss those days when we never slept, he was always nursing and couldn't focus his eyes on my face?
These nine months have gone by so slowly and so fast all at the same time. Those really rough days where I watch the minutes pass until my husband comes home to relieve me and the days where I turn around and it's already dinner and bedtime for my little man. Most of the time it feels like trying to catch lightning in a bottle.
So, rather than reliving my life over the past several months, I hope to focus on Lucas' transition from baby to boy and my inevitable return to work in a few months.
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