my life as Mom

i am sitting here in my bathrobe. My cozy, mint green robe. I feel like i am a real mom now.  i got the robe for Christmas from Andy's parents. Best gift ever! I never want to take it off. I have to make a big effort to shower and dress for the day. I usually do by the time Andy gets home. That's my goal anyway.

i am typing as quiet as one can type and am on the edge of my seat hoping Charlie doesn't wake from his nap. Sometimes his naps are amazing and i accomplish tons but other times they are short incremental naps where it feels like he never really sleeps. From what I've read in a book called, Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Baby, it says at 3-4 months babies are still biologically immature so its normal to have random nap times. This helps me feel better.

We had a break through 2 nights ago. Charlie went down at 10:30pm. i anticipated waking up around 2 or 3 like i usually do but NO.....i was awakened by his whimpering's at 4:45 am. Yes, that's right, little Charlie slept for 6+ hours. I couldn't believe the difference i felt. My body felt invigorated and ready for the day! Let's hope that will be a consistent pattern soon.

I love being Charlie's mom. I feel like i have great purpose every day. Even if i don't accomplish my personal agenda, i feel accomplished. One of our daily morning rituals is laying on his blue checkered blanket, pulling out a few toys such as; bla bla, elli the elephant, and mr. sun then singing some songs and read Big Bear Big Bear What Do You See?

Here's a funny story from today. Charlie was there lying down on his blanket cooing and kicking his legs. I thought it would be a perfect moment to go get my breakfast. I popped my leftover baked french toast in the microwave for 45 seconds. While i waited i decided to go peek at Charlie. I decided to run down the hallway. I quickly entered the room and sped around the corner of the bed to see my sweet son still happy and content. But because of my sudden arrival, he threw he hands and legs into the air in fear. I apologized and his big frown appeared with a loud cry. Poor Charlie got my scared-y cat genes. Andy often will enter a room and i will easily startle, sometimes so much that i almost will cry. I now know i need to be more careful walking in on him.

Life as a mom is fulfilling! I love it. Wouldn't change it.