Monday, November 24, 2008

Mama Kisses

"Don't wait to make your son a great man, make him a great boy"

Hearing Breck call me "Mama" for the first time had me speechless. Watching him unknowingly take his first steps out of excitement to hug me had me spinning him around in joy. Finally getting a response to "can Mama have a kiss" left me teary. Your eyes lit up, you giggled and you opened your mouth as wide as it could to lean into my face. You are a sweet boy. 

Saturday, November 8, 2008

My new form of exercise- being a mom!

Breck is the busiest little boy I know. If only I had just one ounce of his energy! He literally never stops moving and can barely tolerate anything that confines him- the high chair, car seat, stroller, the shopping cart. He even wants to crawl and stand in the tub. Never a dull moment of downtime!

He has always been this way. Confirming to me that you're born who you are. When I was pregnant with Breck, he was SO active. Dave and I used to refer to him as the wild child. When I would go in for my check ups, the OBGYN would laugh when trying to hear his heart because mostly what you could hear was him moving around like crazy. When I was 9 months pregnant he'd roll and push inside my belly so hard it hurt!  I knew then he'd be busy, and that he is!

If there is one thing I've learned about motherhood its that we as moms were made to be resilient, tireless and one step ahead- always. Until its bedtime, then we crash hard. No matter how tired I am, I seem to find the tiniest bit of energy inside to mask it and keep up. And if I've learned anything, its never admit to yourself that you're tired or getting inpatient that they wont sit still long enough so you sit. The second you do this, the longer it takes to get back and center.

I've always wondered where he got this energy, Dave and I are both so mellow. But then it hit me. I can't sit still myself! I can't do anything without doing something else at the same time. So, I've been focusing extra lately on being in the moment, in HIS moment. Each time I get down on the floor to experience his world and turn mine off I realize why he is so active, so busy-- his world is so alive. Every day a new discovery, a new mission or a new challenge.

What I love most about his world today:
  • observing him from afar. he is so confident, yet independent. he works on his skills when he thinks no one is looking. like standing, and walking and talking. when he realizes you caught him, he smiles.
  • he plays with cars or anything with wheels and pushes them across the floor while making motor sounds.
  • his sense of humor. he is always laughing, joking, or pushing your limits for a laugh. he is witty and wise already!
  • that one look he gets on his face every so often. he squints his eyes and gives me a look like "what are you doing crazy woman"
  • his routines: put him in our bedroom and he goes straight for charlie's water dish or the toilet flusher. put him in the office and he goes straight for dave's keyboard. the dining room- straight for my cookbooks. the hallway- straight for the bathroom. little does he know i am one step ahead!
  • he drinks from a thermos, closes the lid and opens it. repeat.
  • crawling with his head down so he can go faster.
  • the speed of which he can empty a drawer or clear a shelf. stand up-open-dive in-toss-leave the room-repeat
And all of this in the first 10 minutes of the day. Exhausting? Yes. Would I have it any other way? No! Besides, its good exercise :)