Adjusted

Why is it that complaining makes you feel better?  Spewing frustration, unfairness, and stress always makes me feel slightly better. Is it because you get it off your chest? Is it because maybe just maybe someone feels the same way or has sympathy for you. I have always been a complainer. It helps me work through stressful situations. It helps to talk about things. The only problem is...I shouldn't be complaining. I am truly one lucky lady. I have a beautiful baby, an amazing husband, and a career. Handling all of these things together is overwhelming. It is a juggling act that requires a lot more practice and planning on my part. The ONLY ball that I want to remain in the air is being with my baby.

After almost two months back at work, I should be adjusted. I should be in a routine, in the groove, moving along, but I am not. I am still breaking down. Complaining is unacceptable two months later. People assume you are just fine...it has been two months why wouldn't you be fine!?! A very wise friend gave me some good advice today. Once you accept that this is life, it will start to get easier. This sounds like the truth. Instead of complaining and feeling guilty and missing my baby, I need to accept that this is life.

When I drop off the little peanut every morning, I have to drag myself out of my mom's house. I have to make a conscious effort to fight back the tears. I try to remind myself how lucky and blessed I am that I have a baby to return to at night. A beautiful, healthy baby.

As my sweet little girl continues to change every day, I try to hold on to what she is like, how she looks, and what she does today. When I close my eyes, I see a gummy smile with little balled up fists clasping her monkey blankie by her mouth. I see little red marks on white, chubby knuckles from the new obsession of finger and hand sucking.

I can feel her little quarter inch fuzz that is growing on the top of her head tickle my lips and nose as I kiss and snuggle her. I love the especially fuzzy and soft look after one of her baths.

Can you see the peach fuzz on top of her cute little head? 

I can see her long, slightly curled eyelashes that rest on the chubbiness of her cheeks as she naps in her carseat.

I will remember the soft moans and mumbles, those sweet oooooohs that come from this baby girl when she is alone in her carseat while I am driving. She is talking to herself and singing herself to sleep. I love turning the radio off and listening to her sweet voice.

These little things are the things that I will hold on to. These are the little things that make it hard for me to adjust, but these are the little things that help me make it through a day away.

Roll Baby Roll 2

Look at the smile for Daddy after she rolls again! She is so proud of herself!

Roll Baby Roll

Look at this big girl!

Breakfast of Champions

Saturday was the day I waited for all week! We were planning on giving Kay her first taste of rice cereal, and I was ready. It was a LONG week with very little sleep due to an unswaddled, over tired, binkie obsessed baby. I had all of the things I needed...cute little spoons, cute little bowls, and our bumbo chair.

Before I could feed this little sweetpea, I needed some food and coffee myself. Daddy ran to get us some breakfast.

Breakfast of Champions?

or Breakfast of Champions?

Oh, it is not what you think. I had the new delicious fruit and nut oatmeal. Even though, I really wanted a greasy breakfast sandwich. I was good. The oatmeal was good too. It tasted like caramel apples. LOVE minus the raisins, but you can't win 'em all.

Ok, now that I was fueled up, I was ready to fuel up my little bambino. I had this nice little picture in my mind of how lovely this would all go. She would spit a little out and smile and like it. Little did I know. Kay was not feeling the rice cereal love today. She HATED it. All she wanted was her bottle. She could not figure out why I was torturing her. It seemed like the only time she actually opened her mouth was when she was crying! Otherwise, her lips were sealed!

I did manage to get some in her mouth. She was so confused, and she made the biggest mess with just a little bit of cereal. She looked awfully cute as a messy baby. Don't you think? 

So, our first taste of rice cereal was not exactly a huge success, but we had a few good laughs! She did take some good naps after eating. Good job little Kay!

Grateful

Grateful for a momma who raised me. Gave me everything I ever wanted. Gave me the greatest childhood and memories. Gave me a life that I would not trade for the world. Encouraged me and supported me in all of my endeavors. Put me first above her own wants and needs.

Grateful for a momma who is helping raise my baby. Gives her love and affection. Gives her play time, tummy time, and snuggle time. Continues to support and encourage me as I become a momma. Respects my wishes and makes my life easier. Sends me pictures and texts messages throughout the day to help me make it through.

There is nothing greater than a momma's love.

Being a working momma is NO joke. It is incredibly hard, and I cannot put into words how much I respect and admire all of the working mommas in this world. My momma was always a working momma, but I never realized it growing up because she was always there for me. Thank you momma for helping me make the transition back to work. Taking care of Kay, putting up with me and my RULES, and being a shoulder to lean on means more to me than you will ever realize. I am truly grateful to have you as my momma.

Daycare has nothing on you Grams.

This dimpled cutie is thankful for her Grams. 

New and Improved

SQQQUEEAAALLLLLLLLL! That is me squealing with excitement over my new blog makeover. What do you think? Sigh, let me sit back and stare at it a little longer. Baby Kay's cuteness might just have a rivalry with my look.

Danielle has created this masterpiece for me, and I couldn't be happier with it. I really didn't have a vision for my new blog, but I knew I wanted something girly and chic. This design is even better than any vision I could have had. Danielle was super easy to work with and the makeover took no time at all. I am amazed by all of her work. See for yourself by checking out her portfolio. Isn't she talented? Everywhere you look on Blogger...you see one of Danielle's unique designs! If you are interested in a blog makeover...get on her wait list now!

I am so happy I decided to make some changes around here. I love the new title and feel, and I feel so inspired to share our growth, experiences, and daily happenings. I want to thank my loving hubby for making this happen for me.

How could you not follow a blog with a star this cute? If you haven't already, I would love to have you follow me as we make our way through this maze of life. Click follow me and enjoy the ride!

Wordless Wednesday

This wordless Wednesday post is for my friend Angela. She gave us the jumpy/exersaucer thingy, and she has beautiful pics of her girls on Wednesday on her blog. Enjoy!