Mar 10, 2014

5 Month Mom

Wow. Where to begin??
I really wish I could be more consistent with my postings but this babe is super demanding!  If I'm not singing to him, kissing his toes, or taking his picture he gets upset.  It's a very difficult job but someone has to do it.

He is officially 5 months old today! I can't believe it's already been so long. As cliche as it sounds....they grow up SO fast.  It seems like everyday something new happens.  One day he can barely keep his head up and then next he is trying to sit up on his own.  Before I know it he will be walking and talking.  

My current struggle is trying to figure out what my purpose is from day to day.  I know that being a mom is one of the most important jobs out there and I'm quickly realizing it is one of the most exauhsting and rewarding.  But at the same time I feel like I'm not pulling my weight because I don't have a "Job."  There are days when I miss my 9 to 5 life and there are (most) days when I can't imagine being away from my baby.  I miss my consistent paycheck and interaction with other adults (sans spit up and pajamas).  I miss the design process and everyday hunt for the perfect piece to complete a space.  I might even miss my mini commute into work listening to the radio and navigating LA traffic.  With all that being said, I know if I went back to work right now the list of things I would miss about my days with baby would bring me to tears.  

I'm also in a unique situation where the little guy absolutely, positively refuses to take a bottle!! We have tried every trick in the book and he screams bloody murder when you bring that horrible thing anywhere near his mouth.  You would think we were trying to poison him.  I'm always trying to tell him "It's the same stuff buddy!!" But he likes his food straight from the source.  Why is this a problem you ask? Well it's been 5 months and I haven't been away from the baby more than 2 hrs.  I love him to death but Mama needs break!  It's torture because we have all of our family in town, which means babysitters at our beck and call.  People are always offering to watch him while we go out but if he won't take a bottle from anyone then it means he screams his head off and they leave feeling defeated while I stress and try and relax at the same time.  No one wins.  Lesson learned.  Offer a bottle early, and consistently.  Ugh.

With all this talk about the baby, I have to take a moment and give thanks to my amazing husband.  I have been super spoiled by the fact that he has early days and is around a lot to help out.  He takes the morning shifts, allowing me to get one last stretch of sleep in.  He is constantly whipping up dinner when all I can manage to do is order in.  And lets not forget about dealing with his emotional, sleep deprived wife!  When I fall apart he is always there to pick me up and take over.  Thanks babe. Love you.
**He is gone this week for work and I am hoping I can maintain without him. Eeek!





So what else have we been up to? 
Let's just take a look....

Lots of thumb sucking

Sitting up and laughing about it.

Refusing to go to sleep.

Laughing at mom's list of how many times he woke up the night before.

Hanging with cousin George while stealing his toys.

Family time at the top of the mountain.  PJ isn't impressed.

Actually having fun with tummy time.

PJ got baptized with his cousin.  Even though he screamed his head off the whole time, it was a beautiful day shared with family and friends.  Such a great memory to share with his bestie George.

The amazing Nounas (Godparents).


And last but definitely not least.....

The baby has been napping for over 2 hours!!!!! The only way I was able to complete this post.
I love you PJ.  You just made my day.