This post is going to be a total jumble of thoughts, probably mostly unrelated, but things I wanted to get down nonetheless. I'm going to number them, because who doesn't love a list?!
1. My Grayson James is 11 months old today. I can't believe it. The next month birthday we will celebrate will be his first birthday. That's INSANE. And to celebrate this monthly birthday, he slept through the night last night! Say whaaaaaaaaat?? He went to bed around 7 p.m. and woke up around 11:00 p.m., nursed, and went back to sleep until 6:15 a.m.! It was glorious and my boobs didn't hate it either, which is a relief. My little man is walking along walls, furniture, your legs, etc. and is the fastest crawler around. He LOVES to feed himself, he has two teeth and his current loves are walks, laughing at his big brother, bath time, nursing, and watching dad walk in the door at the end the day. He's super loud - shrieks in a way that will shatter your eardrum when he's happy and tries to out-yell his older brother. He's a super happy baby who loves to play and hates being made to sit still. I can't imagine our family without him.
2. We have started listening to a children's music CD in the car (thanks, Mother-in-Law!) and I actually have a favourite song. Song 11 on disc one: Down by the Bay. I freaking love it. How #momlife worthy is that?!
3. Today I kneeled down and asked Carter for a hug. He obliged and as I hugged his little body, I told him that I love him. "You love me, Mom?" he said, in that little boy voice of his. "Yes. Very much," I replied. "You going to keep me mom?" I laughed and told him "always." Then we went through all of the people he thought we should keep. Mom, Dad, Grayson, Mother, NanaPe, Nikin, Uncle Joel, Auntie Sarah... and then he got bored of the game. But I know he'd want to keep a couple others (Uncle Curtis and Amma, for sure!). I love that he is at this age where he says these super cute, sometimes hilarious and sometimes strange things. Entertainment and it only cost me my lady parts for a solid six weeks.
4. This is my last week at home with my babies before I head back to work. I am starting a new position as a Communications Assistant for a new employer. The position is part-time, and this was something I was adamant about obtaining when contemplating my return to work. Working full-time leaves so little time with the kids, and I'm unwilling to give up that time. Maybe another blog post about that as a separate topic.
I'm really excited about it because I think Communications is really where I want to be and where my skill set places me, but knowing that this is the last week is a little bittersweet. I feel painfully aware that I am ending a phase of my life and entering into a new one. Never again will I have a maternity leave, and while some days being home on my own with the kids nearly pushes me towards checking myself into a mental institution, I swear, every minute with them, your heart grows a little bigger. So, I'm in a strange place emotionally.
It is now, however, 9:25 and I have a good book and comfy bed waiting for me, so I'm going to cut this short and try to expand on some of these ideas in a later post. This post was really more of a diary-like entry and I just wanted to get some of my thoughts down.
Nighty night!
A.
