Monthly Archives: June 2011
My little baby is one… I can’t believe how fast this year has flown by. I was looking at pictures from when he was born, and reflecting back on exactly what I was doing at this time last year (well, yesterday I was reflecting. Right now I’m sneaking in a quick cup of coffee and squeezing out every little last bit of silence I can while Brayden is still napping), and it is just amazing how big both my boys are getting. Even Zackery looks all grown up – he will be four in September.
We had a birthday party for Brayden on Sunday. It was great. Not too many people, not too few – everyone had a good time. Kids of all ages, happy adults, yummy food and great weather. I couldn’t have asked for a better celebration. I even got to enjoy a glass of wine and indulge in a piece of homemade carrot cake (that is a whole other post on another day… altitude + new recipe = baking disaster).
As the responsible Mother I try to be, I decided to make Brayden his own eggless, sugarless cake. I did the same sort of thing when Zackery turned one, so I figured it was only fair, and I wanted to make sure Brayden wasn’t going to have an allergic reaction to something he had never eaten before. I found a great (easy) recipe for applesauce banana cake. Aside from the long bake time, this cake was a cinch to make and came out perfect (again, nothing like the carrot cake fiasco…). I made a cream cheese, maple syrup icing to go on top – YUM!
When it was time to celebrate the guest of honor, Brayden was lifted up into his decorated high chair, strapped in and secured with the click of his nice clean tray. The elegant plastic birthday bib was tied around his chubby little neck, a custom paper birthday hat placed on his head, and the quickest photo session ever before everything was ripped off in frustration. I lit the candle on his little mini personal cake, we sang “happy birthday” (much to his delight), I helped him blow out the candle, and then we waited. He had a happy face, but just didn’t know what to make of this white, square tower in front of him. With a little coaxing he found his fingers smushing into the icing, and grabbing the whole top layer of the cake, which gracefully landed in a splat on the floor (thank goodness for the plastic floor mat included in the “high chair decorating kit”). Both hands now sliming their way through his hair and over his face, not one single bit ever going into his mouth for a taste… oh well, maybe next year.
Brayden had a great time opening his presents – all the while fending off the mob of hungry helpers who were impatiently waiting for him to rip off the wrapping paper. Trucks and toy phones, clothes and a new ball… what more does a one-year-old little boy need?
Most of the cleanup was done before bath and bedtime, although there are still clean platters waiting to go back to their home inside the awkward cabinet in the corner of our kitchen island, but for the most part, the house is all put back together. It was a wonderful day, and I still can’t believe it has come and gone. We are blessed to have such precious little boys in our house, and as much as sometimes I miss those first days when I held his tiny little body in my arms all day, I am imagining all the joyous memories we have still yet to create.
Ever wonder what silly habits your children will wind up with? Or what they will see you doing, as parents, and try to copy it? Thankfully, I can honestly say that neither of my boys have picked up on any of my bad habits. Perhaps that’s because I don’t really have any (um… no, really…), but more probable is that I’ve been lucky enough for them not to catch me in the act!
Brayden is still young enough that he doesn’t always understand what is said or going on around him. Zackery, however, is quite the little man – eyes and ears wide open (in selective situations, as with any other 3-1/2 year old, of course), and he keeps us all on our toes (which is a good thing). The thing we have to watch out the most with Zack is our language. He has repeated a couple “inappropriate” phrases. And I say “inappropriate” because for a little boy – not something you want to hear come out of his mouth, in any circumstance; but for an adult, oh it was nothing BUT the most appropriate verbal expression given the situation. J
Now Brayden on the other hand is at the stage where he is learning to mimic everything I do. And I find it the cutest thing ever (except for the rolls and rolls of chubby baby fat all over his body – THAT by far is THE cutest thing ever, not that I’m biased or anything…)! His latest gesture is to imitate me saying “uh oh” and shrugging my hands up as if to say “what happened?” after he drops something (and now sometimes purposefully throws…), be it a toy, food, whatever. He doesn’t quite have the words down; he’s still a babbly baby, but those chunky little hands, each with 5 pudgy little fingers, palms up and open, and the proudest 2-tooth smile one has ever seen – I’d say he’s got that down!
It’s fun to see my boys growing up (it really does fly by so fast!), and watching them learn all kinds of new things. They are so impressionable in this phase of their life. I’m just happy I get to be the one who helps shape their little minds. It makes me a very proud Mommy when I see just how proud they are!
It was exactly one year ago today that I worked my very last day “at the office.” I can’t believe it’s already June 1st!
I remember the anxiety I was feeling about telling my business partner that I had picked my last day of work. I had shared the June 1st date with my family & friends, but was nervous to tell the one person that would be most impacted by my decision. He knew it was coming, but still… it was difficult.
I look back on that time in my life and it seems so long ago – so far away from the person I am now.
I am grateful to everyone in my life that supported me in my decision to become a stay-at-home. I am grateful to myself for having the courage to listen to my heart and follow my dreams. I am enjoying being present with my children. I am finding peace and happiness within myself.
I know that life often changes direction, and I encourage everyone to grab each day with passion. I have a saying:
Dream, Believe, Be…
Dream towards the stars with an open heart.
Believe you can do anything you put your mind to.
Be the person you want to be.
I did, and now I am living my purpose and sharing my story with whomever wants to listen.
With Love & Mommy Hugs