Sometimes I forget how good my life is. My husband just shared with me that his colleague just lost her daughter and granddaughter in a car accident and another grandson was in critical care. My whole body literally was shaken when I saw that message. Felt so sick to my stomach and terribly sadden by this news. I don’t know his colleague and I don’t know her family, but I can only imagine what they are going through now 🙁 Here I am complaining about how cold Minnesota is. How inconvenient it is to go out especially with two little kids in the frozen tundra. Now I think about it…at least I’m still alive. Breathing this cold air and feeling the cold sensation. At least I still have my husband and two kids whom I love with every nerve and fiber I’ve got in me. Hearing sad news like that surely put things into perspective. I can’t say I know how they feel. I’ve lost people I love dearly but, it’s still make me sad to think about your kid goes before you. I’m speechless for that. I’m praying that they will find peace in this horrible situation and will find strength to get on with life. It makes you want to hug your spouse and kids tight (which I did).
On a lighter note, my little man has turned one last month, in fact he is 13 months now!!! and started walking two days ago (I’m in trouble, but it’s a welcome trouble 😉 ). Another milestone reached.
I was so looking forward to him turning one year old because my plan was to nurse him for one year and that was it. I was looking forward to get my “life” back (without teeth marks). Ready for breastfeeding to be over with. He wouldn’t stop biting his food source at that time (thanks to teething) and I’ve endured this since he cut his first tooth at 5.5 months. Strangely, he is 13 months now and I don’t see an end to breastfeeding with him. What ?!? I’m not sure how long we will be nursing but I will let him wean himself (I hope I know what I get myself into! lol). I felt very emotional with the thought of weaning him. I guess I wasn’t ready at that one year mark and still not ready now. I don’t think he’s ready to wean too. I’m loving the cuddle and the way he looks at his mommy when he is nursing. My husband took this photo of us and I thought this was one of our beautiful memories together.
He is my Prince Charming for sure 🙂 (who always mouths something non-edible, except of course when he nurses)
Any my beautiful first-born. She reminded me of what it’s like being a mother for the first time. Tears were in my eyes when a nurse put her on my chest. Her screaming suddenly stopped and she looked at me and our eyes locked in for the first time. She stopped crying and just looking at me. I cried. A happy cry. Very emotional moment that I would never forget. Those first few weeks of me at home with her. Lots of laughters and tears.
And when you think you know it all being a mom for the second round…. well, some, but the truth is, no two children are alike. Each one of them give me a different experience that I will never forget as a mother. The days are long and the years are short. I need to stop “I can’t wait until…..” and cherish the present. I’m forever grateful. Thank you.