Posted by Beth in 16. Nov, 2009, under Baby and toddler experiences
As the first blog for my site, I want you all to know that I am very new to blogging. Actually, I quite frankly have no idea where people find the time to blog. I have a whole stack of baby-related magazines that I would love to read as well, but I don’t have time for that either. However, I do love hearing other people’s stories of what is going on in their lives with their children and their problems and solutions, what works and what doesn’t. I feel with some research and my own experiences, that I have something to add as well. I hope this blog will become a wealth of knowledge from all over the world that people can come to to learn about what other people are going through and in the same way express their own frustrations and joys and maybe even few tears.
As a start, I would like to express when I was growing up that I always wanted to have a family, the perfect husband with maybe two children. That didn’t happen right away or even later. It happened much later. I had Drake when I was 40. Even though I always knew I wanted kids, I never knew or imagined the feelings and emotions they could give. You probably know exactly what I’m talking about.
Speaking of tears, I can be in the middle of my day at work and think back to something Drake did or a certain face he made or something he said and feel this overwhelming joy rising to where I could start bawling if I were in a place that it would be acceptable, like if I were alone. One of the latest times, as an example, I can remember that I can think back to was sitting on the couch watching a movie with him in my lap, and he just reached up and touched my face softly and smiled. I then touched his face and of course kissed him and we laughed. Okay, here come the tears. I can’t even write this without my tear ducts activating. I know you have to know the feeling. Of course I do get that sometimes watching movies as well. Maybe it’s my age. The other one, which is kind of iffy to share, but was when I was in the bathroom on the toilet doing my thing when Drake came in and asked if I went poop (he’s potty training), and I said “Yes, I did.” And he said, “Good job, Mom.” Now, if that doesn’t give you a warm fuzzy feeling, I don’t know what will.
I can’t say, though, it is all fun and rosy, as I’m sure you all know. There are many times I would like to pull my hair out. For example, just yesterday I was in my bathroom getting ready and he was in the bedroom I thought watching TV, but when I went in there, he was sitting on my headboard with this great big smile and said “monster.” He had found the diaper rash cream and put it all over his face and hands. Funny thing was I looked the same as he did because I had just put on a mask. That wasn’t too bad to clean up. At least it wasn’t poop in the bathtub, which happens now and then.
So to wrap this blog up, I am thrilled to be a mom and can’t imagine what my life would be without Drake. I just want everyone to know that I am interested in hearing everyone else’s comments and stories. Some of my future blogs will be about potty training, pants that fit, illnesses, eating, and whatever else anyone else wants to talk about. Please free to start a blog if anyone has questions to pose or issues they want feedback on. I look forward to interacting with everyone and everyone interacting with everyone
