When I was pregnant with Miles I did my fair share of worrying. I worried a lot about how a new baby would change the comfortable groove our family of three was in. I know it sounds silly, but I worried he would hold us back from going out and doing things and that we might resent him for changing the ease at which we had become accustom to. I groaned at the thought of having my usually clean, non-baby-proofed house taken over by baby stuff and all the mess that comes with them. I know, I sound like a horrible snob, but remember all the silly stuff you used to think about when you were pregnant?
Yes, it is harder to go places. Do we resent him for it? Of course not! (Although, I am looking forward to finally going out with my husband baby-less for the first time in 5 months)
And I looked around the other day and realized, yes, my house has been completely taken over - just as I feared. But know what? I love it. It doesn't bother me at all like I thought it would. In the lower level of our house we have...
An Exersaucer
A Playmat,
A Swing,
A Jumper,
A Bumbo Seat,
A Booster/High Chair, Carseat, Changing Table, all of those random burp clothes, blankets, toys, a boppy and everything else you can think of. Total takeover. And still, I don't mind. I get sad at the thought that he will soon grow out of some of these things and I'll have to pack them up! They stand as a constant reminder that we were blessed with a baby.
Speaking of the baby...
He's loving solid foods right now,
But he spends half of feeding time in this position:
Put a spoonful in the mouth, he swallows most of it and immediately puts his thumb in before you can spoon some more food in! This of course makes a giant mess because his thumb is then covered in pureed carrots and he rubs his hands all over his face and hair. *sigh* Still, he's the cutest mess ever.
