Can Mommy Pee in Private, Please! ~ Mom Blog ~

Yesterday I was telling my husband that I don't ever remember our other two kids being so connected to me as a baby, as in connected at the hip. Of course they loved their 'Mommy' still do as teenagers, but have funny ways of showing it and wanted to be with me, but this is a bit different.

With Hudson, if I stand up and attempt to walk out of the room, I have a whining combat crawler right behind me. It's quite pitiful, to say the least. Poor little guy. Combat crawling across an entire room into another has to be the equivalent of me walking a quarter mile. And, just as you suspected, the moment he is picked up, the tears clear and he is all smiles.  I might add that the tears do make him look more distressed, which of course adds to my distress.  He is at that age where tears are just starting to develop, making his eyes just barely wet with matted eye lashes. So sad!

"Mommy, please come back!"

I know that staying home with him is a big contributor to this attachment issue ... AKA.. separation anxiety, but building a mother/child bond is one of the reasons I chose to stay home in the first place. Breastfeeding I believe is the second reason.  My goal was to complete six months of breastfeeding, and here I am nearing seven months, and the boy is still going strong. Guess we will see what happens with that.

In the mean time, getting much of anything done while he is awake is just asking too much....laundry, vacuuming, cleaning bathrooms, etc.  That part can be a tad frustrating at times. Speaking of the bathroom,  even getting a minute or two of alone time there is asking too much. What's the solution?

I'll just sit here and watch Mommy pee.

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Sleep Late or Shower? ~Mom Blog~

Saturday...gotta love Saturday!! You know, the day when you get to hopefully sleep in- catch a few extra Zzzzzz, feel refreshed, and take on the day.

Well, up until 5 months ago Saturday was pretty much a guaranteed day to do just that. But, thanks to my bouncing baby blessing I have to make 'new mom' decisions again.

They tend to go something like this.... "Do I get out of bed before the baby awakens and shower?" or "Do I sleep late and hope to somehow work a shower in?"

Choice one offers less sleep but hot water can work wonders for circulation - puts pep in your step. Choice two guarantees the desperately needed few extra minutes of snooze time, but I will feel like crap when I am awakened abruptly by a crying hungry baby. Plus, I will have to sport a cap if I dare venture out of the house.

Today went something like this....

My lovely husband got up before me, fed the baby a yummy bottle of pumped breast milk (probably why I need the extra sleep... the body is a factory), and let me sleep in a few extra minutes. As I awaken, hubby leaves to take son #1 to batting practice before his baseball game.... where does that leave me? It bought me a tad more shut-eye, but it left me looking like a frazzled mess that somehow has to get a shower before I head to the game myself.

Answer: Out comes the portable baby swing with its flashing lights, music, and mommy as the entertainment. Yep, prop baby in the swing, position him in front of the shower and lather up.









Should I take it personally that he laughed the whole time?