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Saturday, February 10, 2007

Watch me eat

Nectarines!


We found it! We found a food that Wyatt loves! Nectarines are it..I have never seen him devour something like that. I cut a little quarter slice and left the peel on and everything. The little smarty ate the whole thing but not the peel! He loved loved loved it. Hooray for nectarines. So at 7 months old, my baby eats nectarines, crawls, sits up on his own and does the sign language for milkie. Just yesterday I went through all his clothes and packed up two bins of baby clothes. He is less and less of a baby everyday...while it is so exciting to hit each milestone, it is a little sad to put the lid on his teeny nighties and sleepers and onesies. I can't believe all that he has grown out of...and I can't believe all that he is growing in to!

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Cheerios, Cries and Convictions


One night with a crying baby that doesn't seem like such a baby anymore can really test a person's patience. A personal conviction that I have is to respond to my baby's cry. So last night Wyatt cried every hour on the hour, all night long! Back when I was pregnant I read a really interesting article published by the Harvard University that really resonated with me. The summary of that article is best described as this, "Parents should recognize that having their babies cry unnecessarily harms the baby permanently," .... "It changes the nervous system so they're overly sensitive to future trauma." So with that said, I do not want to let my baby cry unnecessarily...which brings me to ask, What is necessary? At what point do you let a baby cry? At 7 months old, waking every hour seems a little excessive. Not that this is a regular occurence, but one night of this can really turn your world upside down! As a parent, there are so many great resources out there that can educate anyone willing to take the time on the in's and outs of parenting. Along with all those resources, comes some major contrasts in opinions and theories on what is right and what is wrong. It can be seriously overwhelming to make decisions that you feel reflect who you are as a person and what you feel is best for your child. So often I question my decisions, but that is where conviction comes in and truly, I guess at this point I am just not capaple of letting my baby cry and not running to his side, picking him up and cuddling him. At this point I would rather be up all night rocking him, then up all night listening to him cry. So another day begins with a handful of cheerios.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Life happens


I guess being busy as a mama makes it hard to keep up on the blog site you started...or even remember you started one for that matter. Well, life comes at you fast and that is exactly what this entry is going to be. Wyatt is 7 months now, born July 9th, 2006. He has changed my life in a way that I never imagined possible. I don't want to sound hokey here, but at 27, motherhood feels like a journey that I am ready to be on. Stay tuned...I might just post again.

Friday, December 29, 2006

Ho Ho Ho

The holidays are a time of family, celebration and love. This year was particularly special because it was Wyatt's first Christmas! The much anticipated awe and wonder of our little babe came to a crashing halt when he seemed to be more interested in the people around him then the bows and ribbons artistically wrapped around gifts galore. The planning and preparation that went into picking out Wyatt's first Christmas tree, decorating it with baby's first Christmas decorations, ensuring Wyatt's Santa hat was snug on his head and little cookies baked in the oven for dad, was more exciting for me I am afraid. I wanted everything to be just perfect for Wyatt's First Christmas, and truly it was, although he will not rememeber and did not care. I think Wyatt has it right in figuring out what this season is about and it is really a time to reflect and remember the birth of Jesus, taking interest in the people around you. A weekend with my mom and the girls in Texas and a week in Montana with the Peila clan was well spent and will be marked as a joyous first Christmas for all those who could attend. We are looking forward to what next year will bring and can't wait for all the New Year has to offer.