Hadley Rose: month five

(Okay, I am committed to these object numbers and had like 15 minutes to do this before Emmett woke up…So we are just calling this month a wrap and hoping that Christmas ornaments or pine cones or something work really well with a “6” next month! :-p)

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Hadley had a rocky fifth month, but I am pleased to say that at the end of it we are hitting a new groove. I mean, that is the story and life with a baby, right? Find one groove, then they change. Find the next groove and so on.

Either way, Jake and I smiled at each other tonight as we put both kids to bed around 7 and came downstairs to do our own thing and let the kiddos sleep.

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We had been rocking Hadley to sleep but it was becoming such an ordeal. Finally one afternoon at nap time I go so fed up with the bouncing, squatting, butt patting etc. (because she just would not fall asleep that day) that I just laid her down in her merlin sleep sack with a blanket over her head ( I watch her on the monitor…she is fine. I don’t need angry mom comments!) and left the room. And guess what? She fell asleep. Ever since then life has felt a lot more “freeing” shall we say.

This is not to say there haven’t been some tears and screams but overall it has been an excellent transition.

On another note, the puking has lessened exponentially as well!! I can’t tell you how happy I am to say that. We don’t go through five outfits a day anymore. Just three 😉

Hadley adores Emmett. If anyone can calm her down (other than the boob), it is Emmett. Her eyes are glued to him and she loves to watch him and any interaction he gives her.

What else to say? I feel like before I post these I think of tons of things and then can’t think of them! What do you want to know?

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Some Hadley Stats

weight: 12 lbs 8 oz as of last month. I have not weighed her in 4 weeks though.

height: *to be added* I seriously don’t ever remember this!

diapers: size 2

clothing: She is in a mix of 0-3 and 3-6. This is still true….*sigh*

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What Hadley is up to:

-starting to be able to sit. Like, she can’t really sit by herself but I can tell it is coming soon.

-shrieks. Is this a total girl thing that I missed out on for the last 2 years? Cuz I am actually OK without it….she is LOUD!

-rolled over. She can be found on her side often stuck halfway between roll though.

-smiling and laughing . Gosh, this girl loves laughing and smiling. She is ELF.

-self entertainer. This is not true ALL the time but some mornings I just set her under her gym and she just hangs out for a long time.

-We successfully unswaddled her. She sleeps in the merlin sleep sack now.

Hadley Photo Dump:

 

xo, bethany rose

My [raw] Motherhood Essays #2

edited to add: I’ve received such wonderful feedback on this already and I am so appreciative of that. I did want to reiterate though that I realize this “resting period” is a season. With our son we had him in China at 6 months of age and did a lot with him. This time is just different–and that’s okay with us. It’s still early 🙂 

It was a summer with one item on the bucket list and it wasn’t a traditional item either. A summer where I learned to just say, “Oh well.” A summer where whatever happened happened and I learned to say, “Next year.” As I planned for this summer I even kept my hopes and lists down and yet I still felt the sting of disappointment. Disappointment that was soon turned into a smile exchanged between my husband and me because we knew….we knew it was just a season.

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When I found out I was due with our second baby at the beginning of the summer (bucket list: check!) , I shrugged it off and said, “No plans. No commitments. We’ll just stay home all summer and adjust to life with two. ” And while that is what we did for a large portion of it, I soon realized my whatever attitude might not be enough to glide through.  I came up with a tiny list of things I’d like to do over the summer. I made it small and simple:

1. Blueberry pick.

2.Work on my photography.

3.Go hiking.

4. Roadtrip to our friends’ house 4 hours away.

5. A day at the beach

Instead this is what happened: We arrived to pick blueberries on a somewhat rainy day just as the baby needed to eat. My husband and son started picking without us and by the time I was done, the rain was in full swing. They returned to the car with a small bag of berries and I never left the car.

Work on photography? If you count pictures of my new baby, that’s about it.

Oh, we went on a hike. It actually went really great. But the amount of time it took to figure out food for a gluten intolerant child with limited options, picking a place to hike that was over an hour away and a baby that was still eating every two hours…well let’s just say we did it only once.

And as for our road trip to see our friends, I got the phone call en route that my grandfather had passed away. That road trip turned into two back to back trips and sleeping in five different  places that week.  I did, however, get my beach day in.

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If there was one thing that could make me slow down, it was the birth of my daughter. My daughter has showed me that I cannot do everything. Nay, I should not do everything. Even more, four months later I still find myself quitting things and saying no to things as I just try to survive and navigate “mom of two” life. I find it ironic that my daughter’s name in Hebrew means “resting” or “rest of God.” I feel like that is literally being thrust upon me and I have no choice but to “give up.”

It can be a negative or positive thing depending on your outlook. I never wanted to be someone who stopped doing things because I had children. Go ahead. Laugh. Judge me. While I admit it part way has to do with pride, it also has to do with the belief that I think too many people really put their kids in front of themselves too much and stop doing things. Please. Let me explain.

I want to give my children the world. I want to be selfless and teach, love and show them what it means to be a kind human and love Jesus with all their hearts. My prayer every day is that my children will be in Heaven with me eternally. I will do anything in my power to be a catalyst in that relationship.

So when I talk about people putting their children in front of them I mean this: we are parents but we are also wives, friends, daughters and workers/volunteers/etc. here on earth. We need to take care of ourselves. We need to still find our identity in Jesus and pursue passions and talents of ours. As parents though, I realize we might not be able to pursue it 100% as we did before. But we can still pursue it to some degree. I believe finding that balance lies in conversation with God and your husband and possibly a mentor if you have one.

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Ok, that was a long tangent. I digress.

 I am learning to rest. I am learning to say, “not this season” or “just because we can’t do that now, doesn’t meant we never will.” I may or may not have started that mentality with some kicking and screaming. But I am at peace now. I am at peace that I made it to the beach once this summer. I am at peace that we ate outside for one meal. I am at peace that a new summer wardrobe was not bought. I am at peace that we didn’t even make it to the zoo.

I’m learning to focus on specific things in life and not 842 of them. It’s making me really think about what I want to spend my time on and where it should be. TV has become a luxury at times.

I look at my son and he has no idea he spent his summer playing at a water table we found on the side of the road and going to the same park repeatedly. He’s happy he has a new sister and his family eats dinner together every night, even if we ate pasta salad entirely ten too many times.

I look at my husband. He knows what I have learned. His summer was not what he hoped either. He made it on maybe five motorcycle rides this summer, a number entirely too low for him. He is the most laid back, kind man I know though and I am grateful our children have his attitude and character to look up to.

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And I look at my daughter amd I think, “You did this.” She slowed us down. Her presence made us rethink our commitments and hammer down where we are meant to focus our talents. She is teaching us to rest. Even if I am kicking and screaming.

xo, bethany rose