Today was a very productive, busy, yet sane day. Both the kids and I had a lot of fun together, which is always a key component when it comes to evaluating our day. To start off our day, Carter had his well visit at 9 am sharp. I LOVE my pediatrician, but he is never on time. We waited in that little tiny room for a good hour, before we were seen. After him evaluating and doing his one year well visit, here are the stats for Mr. Carter: he is 22 pounds, 10.5 ounces and 30.5 inches tall. There is a mild concern about him not wanting to stand and cruise, but nothing of consequence until the 15 month mark. The poor kiddo had the lead, anemia, hep A & B, chicken pox, mumps, and flu vaccine, all at once today. And he was NOT happy, and I personally do not blame him. What I am super proud of, was how much of an AMAZING big brother Pierce was. He held Carter's hand (without being asked), and told Carter that the boo boo would only hurt for a minute. Pierce also tried everything in his power to make the guy happy...including singing, peek a boo, and just being goofy. I know I have said this a million times, I am so proud of him for who he is becoming. I have not been the best role model of a mom this week, and I have lost my cool a few times just because I am personally overwhelmed and the whining is killing me, but he has still managed to put a smile on my face and everyone around him.
Because of Carter getting all of his shots, and Pierce just being absolutely amazing, I took the boys to Starbucks as a VERY special treat. I thought that Pierce and Carter would love a caramel apple spice, simply because I knew I would. When we walked in, Pierce saw all of the juices, and said, "Momma, an orange juice would be just fine." So, he and Carter split an orange juice (which they did an amazing job of sharing), and I enjoyed my venti caramel apple spice, with extra caramel. Yummmmm. And since it was shaping up to be a gorgeous day, we went and visited the cows and goats that are in the middle of the industrial park. Pierce was a little upset, however, that all goats, except for one, were gone. I have no idea where they went, but I know I would have adopted Pierce's favorite. Once he realized his goat friends were no longer there, he lost interest. Yes, he loves the cows, but his favorites are goats. On the flip side, Carter loved seeing all of the cows up against the fence while I threw them some bread. He was giggling so hard and trying to reach them.
After Pierce became upset over the mooing of the cows (the sound hurt his hears - yet a fife, drum, or musket does not phase him), we went home where the boys just played hard while I started the 5 loads of laundry and started cooking lunch for them. Their favorite thing to play with was the box: today's game was put in the balls through the side windows, climb in, and throw them back out. And then repeat. Then it became lunch time, nap time, and then time to head over to the Fireball Run in Waterbury.
The boys had so much fun looking at all of the different cars. Dan and I had fun as well. I think at one point, I just had drool coming down my chin as I looked at all of the different cars. I think the highlight of the event for the boys, was actually playing in the fire truck, and then being able to color on the sidewalk with the chalk they provided. After we walked around for about 2 hours, we came home so I could make dinner for us.
Now here is the proud mom moment about this entire day: There were no break downs from Carter, despite having 6 teeth coming in and getting 4 shots. He was just a ball of giggles. He also went to bed tonight without having a bottle, or being held. Pierce man, with the exception of the doctor's office, spent the entire day in one pair of underwear. We had no accidents, except when he heard the bath water running. He told me when he had to go, he woke up dry from his nap, and he even walked around the event without having an accident. I am so very proud of both of my kiddos, and everything they accomplish every day.
I need to remember how amazing they are when they are both doing something that makes me want to pull my hair out, or when I find bass drum beaters in an outside garbage can (still did not find out the logic of that). I think I have also realized I am in desperate need of some me time. Little things should not make me feel overwhelmed. Nor should I doubt myself as being an awesome mom just because of one moment of weakness. I also need to walk away sometimes too, and learn to bite my tongue. But there are no perfect parents, you learn as you go. I am currently learning that I need to actually take my husband's advice, and live in the moment, instead of worrying so much. I think that what will provide me with that opportunity is a date with JUST my husband tomorrow night, and then some time with my mom on Saturday without the kids. And I want to do something FUN. Not just sit around, but be CRAZY. I am thinking paint ball tomorrow night. :) Good night everyone, and thank you for letting me reflect a bit on myself too.
Kelly
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