I’ve been reading loads of inspirational thoughts about Mother’s Day, really nice things have been written about what motherhood means to moms and to their kids. This one always gets to me
“Making the decision to have a child – It’s momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.”
– Elizabeth Stone
and this is sweet and sentimental
Lost Some Memory
I think I’ve lost some memory
since _______ was born
I don’t remember sleeping late
on a lazy Sunday morn
I don’t remember quiet dinners
with candlelight and wine.
Or getting up and ready for work
and making it there on time.
I don’t remember summer days
just lounging on the beach
And those memories of “girls’ night out”
are somehow out of reach.
I don’t remember long warm baths
with bubbles and a good book
Or my favorite TV program
or a movie worth a look.
I can’t remember all those things
I spent time on yesterday
And I can’t remember life
being any other way.
And as I lay her down at night
and kiss this little girl
I can’t remember so much happiness,
such love and joy in my world.
But today I’ve been thinking about the fact that this morning, while feeding the baby I wondered aloud, why is he so upset, and Jeremy said hmmm, could be because he’s peed through his pants and I said, oh yeah, the sheets are wet and then I scooched over and fell back asleep.
Motherhood means not minding sleeping next to someone else’s peed on sheets.
Four weeks ago I had my second baby. Yesterday, my husband went back to work – I know how incredibly lucky I have been to have had all this extra help and support, but I think it’s also made me a little lazy and a little bit more scared than I need to be.
Today was my first morning alone with the baby and the two year old. While I was nursing, the toddler decided to remove every toy from his toy box, open up the freezer and take out an ice pop and a handful of ice and in general wreak havoc, all while I’m on the couch with a baby on my boob saying oh, please don’t do that. It made me feel kind of pathetic. And weak.
Okay, firstly, how do I keep him out of the darn freezer? Ugh. It’s one of those bottom drawer freezers and I don’t even know, do they make child proofing for that? He’s already figured out how the “child proof” drawers and cabinets work.
And secondly, what on earth do I do while nursing. I’ve read all about the “special” toddler toy box or offering to read to him or even putting on the television. This morning we had on Sesame Street (which engaged him for all of about 10 minutes) and when I asked if he wanted to come sit with us, he threw a plastic penguin from the “special” toy box at me.
I know we all have to go through an adjustment period, but boy oh boy, I sure do hope it’s a short one.
Thanks A Child Grows in Brooklyn for the heads up about the clothing swap tomorrow at ArtsCetera in Carroll Gardens (maybe it’s Cobble Hill, I can’t ever tell which is where).
This is a great way to get rid of that outgrown baby stuff and get some new to you and your little one stuff. Because really, and I don’t say this lightly, Brooklyn parents dress their kids in cool clothes, and I have found some of the best stuff from the neighborhood stoop sales.
WHEN: Saturday, January 22nd, 2011
ADDRESS: 212 Smith Street, between Baltic and Butler
COST: $10 suggested donation per family, and at least a grocery sized bag of items. Cost includes a donation to charity and covers any costs associated with the event.
**If you are not interested in swapping, you can also drop off items.
ALSO – I just discovered this website Thred Up, It’s a kids clothing swap site where you post the clothes you have to get rid of based on gender, size and season and can pick other peoples clothes (or toys) and pay just $5 plus shipping for the box of stuff you pick. It gets pretty specific down to brand, color, details of wear. And if you post a box of stuff and someone wants it, the company contacts you and the shipping is paid for. AND they provide you with shipping boxes (just regular USPS boxes, but still better than having to go find them). I haven’t tried it out yet, but since I’m officially out of all hand me downs and in my mind I’m projecting spring, I’ll probably give it a go soon. Check it out.
There was a lot of talk this past week about the streets not being plowed of all the snow and now that the snow is mostly cleared and piled into big grayish frozen mounds on the corners comes the real challenge. How to get those $%&* strollers across the streets.
As New Yorkers, we pride ourselves on our ability to get where we need to go without having to get in our cars to get there. And then we get hit by Snowtorious BIG. If you’re a person who doesn’t have to worry about being bound to a wheelchair or push a stroller then all this snow is a really annoying inconvenience, but if you are one of these wheel dependent types, you’re basically at the mercy of the goodness of people who shovel their walks. Apparently, this goodness doesn’t apply to certain churches or schools on major thoroughfares in Park Slope (and I guess nobody is responsible for crosswalks). And woe is the person who might happen to be pregnant and trying to get somewhere while pushing a stroller (yes, I’m talking about me). Somebody actually HONKED at me today while I was trying to push my stroller through the sludge in the street for taking too long. Why don’t you get out of your car and honk at me…
Anyway, this all leads me to, one more amazing reason why there is Strength in Motherhood. And I mean literal STRENGTH. By having a strong core and back, we can carry those kids of ours over the mounds of snow and leave those cumbersome strollers behind. It’s going to be a long winter moms, and possibly not the end of the snow. Come on out to Stroller Strides and let’s work to get that core strong enough to carry those kids up the Slope and back again.
I do. It still feels early but darn it, if that kid hasn’t trained me. So even if he “sleeps in”, boing, I’m still awake at 6:30. I’m waiting for the time when I’ll actually feel like being proactive at 6:30 in the morning, not just lay there and wonder why I’m awake. Maybe get up and make breakfast or read or do whatever people do at 6:30 in the morning. I think people go for a run…what a concept.
And I admit full on jealousy of those new moms who have kids who sleep til 8 or 9 or yes, I even have one friend whose 11 month old sleeps til 11. I don’t have one of those. I have a kid who wakes up at 6:30, sometimes 7 and we are all learning to be okay with it. Stupid daylight savings seems to be wreaking a wee bit of havoc on his previously perfect sleep patterns (hello child, it’s 12:30, don’t you want to go back to sleep? No? Not til 4) but it’s not a real complaint. No, no, I take that back. It’s a complaint. Duly noted and filed under general lack of sleep.
I guess mostly what I mean from this post is, I remember when I used to set an alarm for 7am and considered it a good day if I only pressed snooze 5x. And could get ready and out of the house in 30 minutes. We have managed to get out of the house in under an hour, but I think H was in such a state of shock over how fast I rushed him through breakfast while putting his pants on, he didn’t have time to complain. I don’t know if I miss the alarm/snooze thing, but I do know I’m not looking forward to the sleeplessness that comes with a new baby and managing that with a second older child who wakes up so “early” and having to get out to teach class at 9:30 in the morning.
Motherhood certainly comes with it’s own very specific set of challenges, doesn’t it.
Reason 1 – I could make this – Awesome Spider Web Pizza. But I know if I did he would pick at it, declare it too hot to eat and we’d go back to baked tofu and cucumbers for dinner.
There are so many other reasons (I’m not making this a list blog, yet) and I KNOW I should just be happy that he’s eating after so many months of nerve wracking not eating. But I swear…I am already SO sick of making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch.
ooh, maybe tomorrow I’ll make a peanut butter and jelly pinwheel. That’ll be fun. Oh, who am I kidding, that will surely be met with a yucky face followed by disdain. Who knew a 20-month old could display disdain so easily.
Hey Brooklyn moms – Just wanted to let you know about this great consignment sale happening this weekend. It’s a company called Be Green Sale and they have these events around the country, where you can drop off your gently used baby and kid stuff, other people can buy it and you get a percentage of the sale.
I went to the first one they had in Brooklyn back in May and it was fantastic. I walked out with so much stuff, books, toys, clothes, shoes and all for a fraction of the cost of what it would cost new and the bonus good feeling of not having to buy any new plastic toy.
I know Park Slope is all about sharing the baby stuff love, but here’s a great way to actually see the stuff you want/need and the shape it’s in before you commit to buying it.
I don’t have any affiliation with the company, we were there last time handing out info about Stroller Strides and I just enjoyed myself thoroughly (because I LOVE a bargain) and wanted to share the love. Here’s the info http://www.begreensale.com/brooklyn.php.
Pass it on!