So staying at home this week while Keith went back to work has been tough at moments, and completely rewarding at others. I was lucky enough that my awesome hubby was able to take four weeks off to spend with us, and realize what a huge and unusual blessing that is. In a lot of ways it made that first day alone easier, and in some ways harder. I was so used to having Keith around, but I also had learned enough about Liam and our routines to not feel completely lost.
Liam's happiest times are in the mornings (aren't all babies like that?), and we have fun playing on his playmat, listening to music, and talking to each other. Here's a clip of him playing and making all sorts of noise . . .
|More play time|
|Houdini got out of his Not-So-Miracle Blanket|
in less than five minutes
|"Mom! Turn on Friends!"|
(Because any child of mine will
learn to love Friends)
|Liam turned 1 month this week --|
this is him with his sleep giraffe and wearing
a 6-month onesie that I planned to picture him
in each month -- but by the looks of it I probably
should have gone with the 12 month!
Thursday night I cried about all of it -- for me, it seems to have a lot to do with a lack of control (stop. the. presses. Jessica likes to be in control??). But it's never Liam I am frustrated with, but rather looking around the house and seeing a dishwasher that needs to be unloaded, or laundry that needs to be done, or the stranger I see in the occasional mirror when I make it into a bathroom. I know this will all get better with time, but that doesn't make it less hard now. I know you moms out there totally understand.
And then he started smiling at us.
And I forgot all about he didn't let me sleep last night.
So Friday was fantastic. Not only was I able to get a nap in during Liam's morning nap, but I even awoke early enough to finish getting ready for our first outing together. I'm sure Liam looked at me that morning like, "Who are you, woman with long hair and makeup, and what have you done with my unstyled, hot mess of a mother??" So I fed him, gave him a bath, and let him play in his crib (i.e.: stare at his mobile and coo) while I packed the diaper bag, put Murphy up, and got everything ready to go.
I had plans to go to the monthly lunch at La Place with the ladies of the North American Women's Club (NAWC), but was nervous, to say the least, about my first time out alone with Liam. This meant that I had to handle the carseat, stroller, parking deck, lunch, etc. all by myself, in addition to feeding Liam while at La Place . . . I said my prayers and we were on our way (even able to leave early! Prayer #1 answered!). By the time we got to La Place, Liam was sleeping and slept all the way up to his feeding time, even a little past it, and woke up happy (and quiet -- my fear of a hungry, screaming baby laid to rest . . . Prayer #2 answered). We went to a corner so I could feed him, and then he stayed awake for a little while and let my friend Megan hold him.
|We made it to lunch on our own!|
I told Liam on the way home that although I know all our outings won't go this smoothly, I sure am glad the first one did. I was busting at the seams by the time Keith got home and couldn't wait to tell him how well everything went.
|Yummy dessert at Queen Bee|
Sunday was spent hanging around the house, getting a couple things done (like picture organizing and blogging), and relaxing. It's hard to believe Keith will go back to work tomorrow. But now that I've done it for one week, I know I can do it for two, and three, and fifty, and two hundred ; ) But any advice about being a Mommy is totally welcome -- I love to hear from others how it went for them, and what tips and tricks worked for their little one.
Ok, time to eat and hit the sack -- we've got a busy week ahead of us!