SERENITY NOW!
I wish those magic words actually had some power to them. SERENITY NOW! Like today while Isaiah was screaming his head off in the car and I managed to hit every red light in town while feverishly searching for the Blockbuster Video... watching the minutes tick by as my 12pm deadline came closer and closer. And of course, I turn into the WRONG shopping center AGAIN! SERENITY NOW I scream as Isaiah whales. He hates the car seat. I don't know why, but he hates it with a passion. This is why a simple errand like returning rented DVDs to blockbuster can cause me to have a mini nervous breakdown in the car. Road rage is the appropriate phrase as I yell at all the people who take forever to make a quick u-turn! Can't they tell that I'm in a hurry? Don't people know how to drive (as if I should talk- being female and Asian)?
Being a new mom is like going through a mini-mid-life-crisis every single day. My emotions run the gammut, from being in awe of this beautiful angel's smile to being ticked off by everyone else on the planet; from feeling totally helpless, to feeling fiercely in control and independent; from having zero energy, to wanting to play with our little boy for hours.
My mommy brain is too preoccupied to remember anything. The other day after returning from the grocery store I started to unload the car. Then, something happened in the middle of it all. I think I went to go put Isaiah down for a nap or feed the dogs or something... I can't recall. Anyway, I forgot all about the groceries. Dave came home to the garage wide open, and the trunk and side door to my car open. I was inside washing dishes. Where did my mind go? And today. I went to Ross to return a shirt that didn't fit (didn't have time to try it on when I bought it) and forgot my wallet in the car. So, I walked back to the car to get it and guess what? I left the car unlocked. I was just BEGGING for someone to steal my wallet which was in plain view on the back seat. One day you will see my car driving down the freeway with a torn off gas pump still stuck in it.
Somewhere in the madness of the last4 and a half months, Isaiah has grown up to be a full fledged baby. My little one is no longer an infant and I can no longer cradle him comfortably in my arms. I cannot believe how quickly it happened. He has one tooth proudly (and crookedly) looking out from those sweet little gums and another is trying to poke its way out. Oh how I will miss those gummy grins! He has just started eating solids, and you have never seen a baby enjoy rice cereal so much! He loves it! I think he enjoys sitting at the table with mommy and daddy. He watches our every move as we eat. Then as we chew our food he imitates us chewing too. That's when we knew he was ready to start rice cereal (that and the Dr. gave us the okay). Now he has his very own spoon to gnaw on. This morning I got my first experience with the stinky poop. It's all over from now on. I loved walking into his room and smelling his sweet baby smell, but this morning I walked in and thought I smelled hard boiled eggs- maybe even egg salad.
We are struggling with stranger anxiety at the moment. I don't know what happened. He loved people just a week ago. He smiled and talked to everyone, everywhere we went. Now, someone at the grocery store will stop to say how cute he is, and he will go into a complete panic. I feel so bad for the nice person who just wanted to see the lil baby. You would think they told him there was no such thing as Christmas. I don't know what to do about this. My mom says I have to go out more and let other people hold him more. But I can't very well go to Target and ask random people to hold my baby. I don't get it. We go out all the time and he sees all kinds of people. Dave's solution to all this is to let Isaiah watch TV. But TV is too EVIL for my little angel! Maybe we should invent people flash cards! Or wear masks!
Being a new mom is like going through a mini-mid-life-crisis every single day. My emotions run the gammut, from being in awe of this beautiful angel's smile to being ticked off by everyone else on the planet; from feeling totally helpless, to feeling fiercely in control and independent; from having zero energy, to wanting to play with our little boy for hours.
My mommy brain is too preoccupied to remember anything. The other day after returning from the grocery store I started to unload the car. Then, something happened in the middle of it all. I think I went to go put Isaiah down for a nap or feed the dogs or something... I can't recall. Anyway, I forgot all about the groceries. Dave came home to the garage wide open, and the trunk and side door to my car open. I was inside washing dishes. Where did my mind go? And today. I went to Ross to return a shirt that didn't fit (didn't have time to try it on when I bought it) and forgot my wallet in the car. So, I walked back to the car to get it and guess what? I left the car unlocked. I was just BEGGING for someone to steal my wallet which was in plain view on the back seat. One day you will see my car driving down the freeway with a torn off gas pump still stuck in it.
Somewhere in the madness of the last4 and a half months, Isaiah has grown up to be a full fledged baby. My little one is no longer an infant and I can no longer cradle him comfortably in my arms. I cannot believe how quickly it happened. He has one tooth proudly (and crookedly) looking out from those sweet little gums and another is trying to poke its way out. Oh how I will miss those gummy grins! He has just started eating solids, and you have never seen a baby enjoy rice cereal so much! He loves it! I think he enjoys sitting at the table with mommy and daddy. He watches our every move as we eat. Then as we chew our food he imitates us chewing too. That's when we knew he was ready to start rice cereal (that and the Dr. gave us the okay). Now he has his very own spoon to gnaw on. This morning I got my first experience with the stinky poop. It's all over from now on. I loved walking into his room and smelling his sweet baby smell, but this morning I walked in and thought I smelled hard boiled eggs- maybe even egg salad.
We are struggling with stranger anxiety at the moment. I don't know what happened. He loved people just a week ago. He smiled and talked to everyone, everywhere we went. Now, someone at the grocery store will stop to say how cute he is, and he will go into a complete panic. I feel so bad for the nice person who just wanted to see the lil baby. You would think they told him there was no such thing as Christmas. I don't know what to do about this. My mom says I have to go out more and let other people hold him more. But I can't very well go to Target and ask random people to hold my baby. I don't get it. We go out all the time and he sees all kinds of people. Dave's solution to all this is to let Isaiah watch TV. But TV is too EVIL for my little angel! Maybe we should invent people flash cards! Or wear masks!
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