*Photo taken by Christine Parker Gregory
Being a mother is the hardest most rewarding job I’ve ever had. Growing up my mother always said I’d never understand a mother’s love until I had children of my own. It’s a cliché sentiment, but it’s so SO true. I just recently became a mother of 2, but in just 5 short weeks I’ve learned that love is exponential. When you’re pregnant with your second child you wonder how you could possibly love another human being as much as you love your first. Well let me tell you, it’s possible. My heart is exploding with love for my 2 children I can barely contain it (and sometimes I don’t). Our little family is complete and I couldn’t be happier.
However, with motherhood (parenthood) your old childless self melts away and sometimes it’s hard to accept. You don’t necessarily become a different person, but your priorities shift dramatically, and inevitably there are certain people who don’t understand (sometimes yourself included). A writer of a blog I read wrote a post called, When friends have babies, from the point of view of not having a child herself. Of course I’m on the other end of the spectrum, but she summed it up nicely by saying:
Mom’s naturally lose themselves sometimes to motherhood, and the childless friends have a hard time understanding why they can’t make time. It is all normal and no one is right or wrong, but the changes are there and it’s a struggle for both parties to adapt.
I struggle with this, and I can see and feel the divide growing. And while I mourn my old life in some ways, I accept who I am today and I wouldn’t change it for anything. I simply love being a mother.
So my message is this… becoming a mother changes you. It changes your life and the people in it. Your priorities shift and sometimes you don’t even realize it. But accept it, because it’s one of the most beautiful things in the world. ❤
In honor of today Ben dressed Elliot in a Star Wars shirt this morning, but as you can see by the below that didn’t last very long. We decided to spend the beautiful morning planting in our garden, which of course led to Elliot getting filthy = removal of said shirt. But so much fun was had!
Mila is 18 days old today, and while it’s been tough adjusting to life with 2 children (routines thrown off etc.), I really can’t complain too much. I stare at her sweet little face and feel so blessed to have such a wonderful little family to share my life with. Of course the nights are tough and the lack of sleep I could do without, but it comes with the territory and I know it won’t last forever.
Elliot is adjusting to having a sister surprisingly well. He pays very little attention to her, but he makes it a point to say goodbye to “baby” when he leaves for daycare and lets us know when she is crying. Other than that he goes about his business as he normally would — with a smile on his face. I’m so happy he isn’t very phased by the big life change. Phew!
Sunday was Easter and we went over to Ben’s Aunt and Uncles house like we do every year. Elliot had a blast hanging out with his cousins and hunting for Easter eggs. Mila slept most of the time so I hung out with her. It was a fun day 🙂
Elliot turned 2 on Friday… I can’t believe it! We decided to throw him a small birthday party this weekend with immediate family only. I wanted to invite more people, but I’m just too pregnant, and entertaining 6 adults and 4 kids was enough for me. Most importantly, Elliot had SUCH a great time. The weather was surprisingly nice so he spent quite a while outside on the play set with his cousins. Every time I looked out the window he was smiling… that made me so happy.
I made a salad and spaghetti with turkey bolognese for dinner, which everyone gobbled up. And for desert I made a homemade 3-layer yellow cake with chocolate icing. YUM! Elliot is definitely my son because he loves chocolate as much as me, hehe.
I’m completely exhausted today, and my legs and feet ache ache ache. I was on my feet for way too long yesterday. Worth it? Totally!
Lately I’ve been struggling with patience, and I’ve been “wanting”… I want things that I feel like I’ll never have. And I guess that’s where my lack of patience comes in. I want to know if I will ever have them! Will I? Huh? Huh? I know I’m being extremely vague, and that’s okay. I feel better just typing this.
I’ve been a bad blogger lately and failed to write posts for Elliot turning 10 and 11 months old. In fact, he’s going to be a year old in a little over 2 weeks. Wait, did I really just type that? My son is going to a whole YEAR old. Wow, I can’t believe it. We’re throwing him a party… nothing extravagant, but it’ll be fun. I’ll write about it after the fact… and after I cry about my baby not being a baby anymore.
Oh, and did I mention he’s walking? WALKING.
Something happens when you have a child. Christmas transforms into this even more magical time of year. You cherish every moment.
As per the norm, we drove up to New Jersey to spend Christmas with my Mom, Dad, and sister. I was a little nervous about how Elliot would do during the long car ride, but he did surprisingly well. He only really started to fuss during the last hour, which was great considering we were on the road for a total of 8 hours.
Christmas Eve dinner consisted of traditional Ukrainian food, and of course my Mom knocked it out of the park! So so good. Elliot enjoyed his first tastes as well! My Aunt Jane, Uncle Artie and cousin, AJ, joined in on the feast… it was so nice to be together as a family again.
Christmas Day started with gifts, and I had so much fun watching Elliot play with the wrapping paper. I could tell he wasn’t too sure about what was going on (he gets very quiet and serious when he’s processing things), but he had a good time.
I love my family. I’m so thankful for everything. Happy 2013!
I’m a day late, but I’ve been sick for the last few days and this month has been busy!
I hate to start this letter off with bad news, but your Great Uncle Dietmar passed away the Monday before Thanksgiving. He was my Uncle (Vweko in Ukrainian) and Godfather, and a great, hard-working man. He will be missed by many. I flew to Berlin, Germany with Babcha and Teta Lida to be with the rest of our family for his funeral. It was a sad trip, but it was so nice to spend time with everyone. I wish you could have met him, but one day I’ll tell you all about him and hopefully after that you’ll feel like you have.
Now on to some happy news! You have a new cousin from Aunt Charity and Uncle Chris! He was born on Thursday night and his name is Cody. We met him today and he’s so little and so precious. It’s hard to believe you were that small only 9 months ago. He’s your cousin closest in age, and I hope you will be great friends!
As for milestones, something very exciting happened this month… you said Mama! And now you just won’t stop saying it. That’s okay because it’s music to my ears! Daddy and I are trying to teach you to say Dada now, but no luck so far. I know you’ll just blurt it out one day and it’ll make Daddy SO happy.
You’re not walking yet, but you’re getting really close. Though, if it were up to me I’d have you wait at least another 3 months. I’m not ready for a walker yet. I can’t barely keep up with a crawler! I’ll be so proud when you take your first steps though, regardless of when it happens.
Until next time…