All in parenthood
It's no secret that a kids curiosity is at its peak when they are little toddlers. Every day, they are faced with new challenges, new objects, new people, new abilities & developments and the list goes on and on. I wish I could remember what it was like to be my son's age. The memories I could share!
But now as a parent, it's been so fascinating to watch our own child grow up. I see how Grayson observes the world and his surroundings, how he starts to copy us and how he finds the biggest curiosities in the most mundane, simple things we often just take for granted as adults. Grayson is thriving and every day it's something different for him. Any parent will say, it's like waking up to a new human because they change so much day-to-day.
It really is true that you can learn so many lessons from an infant. No matter how old you are.
We recently celebrated our son's 1st birthday. Yeah, we made it a year and he's still alive and well!
We survived the sleepless nights.
We survived (and attempted) breastfeeding. Ouch.
We kept him alive and healthy.
We nurtured him, loved him and made him the centre of our universe.
The things you do for your child but I wouldn't have it any other way. He came into our world exactly 367 days ago via c-section and life has never been the same since.
Even at 40 and 39 years old respectively, we have learned more from this little peanut than my 17+ years in business. Having a child is no joke (obvious statement, I know but I feel like I have to say this) because you not only have to be prepared physically, financially and in a solid relationship, but mentally. This was my toughest challenge. The mental exhaustion and challenges Grayson put me through each and every day, was a test and a testament that patience really is a virtue.
I'm gonna go all Seth Godin on you today by making this post SUPER SHORT because I have no time to waste and I got a kid who's finally sleeping. During the day!
I can probably count on many hands how many times I've felt like there just aren't enough hours in the day. Sound familiar?
In a nutshell, I am overwhelmed.
Breastfeeding is hard.
It’s one of the toughest, most frustrating things I have experienced so far and as a new mother, I feel like wit shouldn't be this hard. It should be easy because women are naturally born to do this, right?!
I wish I was one of those women who had the knack to nail this from the start. Blissfully giving birth, then poof! My baby would latch to my boob from and all would be well in this world.
This is not how it went for me. At all.
I'll be the first to admit, I'm no stylist or interior designer. I was just not blessed with this talent, but I like to think I know what is considered 'good style' and most certainly, 'good taste'. Personal style or no personal style, I was excited to make Baby Holscher's nursery a calming, gender neutral, clean space that we too would love. Comfortable for those long, sleepless nights I'm sure we will be experiencing very soon. Except for the crazy carpets we have in our house, those were just going to have to be left alone as this is not a forever house. So if I had my choice, this room would have white-washed floors!
Before you get all worried here, no one died.
But, the life I always knew, the life I was familiar with, and loved so much is slowly coming to an end. So I'm technically mourning the loss of that life as Nate and I prepare to embark on the BIGGEST life change for both of us.....PARENTHOOD!
Baby oh baby! Was I ever feeling the love last weekend!
I flew back to Vancouver for a quick 2 day trip to visit my family, but because my lovely mother and BFF were throwing me a baby shower.
I will admit, I've never been on 'this side' before, and by this side, I mean showered with gifts (birthdays don't count), where I've had to register for something, sit on a throne while I open presents and people sit and observe and go ohhhhh and ahhhh. I've been to countless weddings and baby showers where I've purchased items off registries, but I've never been the centre of attention like this. Plus this was coming off the heels of our engagement party and my going-away party, so I felt spoiled and tired of the spotlight by this point.
My oh my. Just when I thought I was a pretty darn healthy lady - where exercise and greens were a part of my (almost) daily regime - turns out the baby growing inside of me is reeking havoc on my pancreas.
(insert emoticons for a pity cry, frustrated face and the middle finger salute!)
I've always had a sweet tooth. Like, its-ok-if-I-eat-this-cream-cheese-icing-with-a-spoon-standing-in-my-kitchen kind of sweet tooth. Yes, I have done that on several occasions so hold your judgment. A woman has needs and a pregnant woman most certainly does, so just stand aside and watch out! When the day came when I was scheduled for my GDM glucose test at 26 weeks, I was slightly worried that my sweet tooth would get me in (and the baby) in trouble, but I knew I was healthy enough to not be at risk.
I haven't been doing this blog thing for very long so when I found out I've been chosen from hundreds of submissions to contribute to a very cool blog about the realness of parenthood, I couldn't help but do a happy dance.
In the privacy of my own bedroom of course.
This has been something that's been brewing behind the scenes for the past few months and it's finally come to fruition!