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From the moment your child arrives (or before!), you want nothing but the best for them. A mother’s Wishes for Baby are the hopes and dreams that fill her heart and guide her decisions in shaping her child’s life. I’ve teamed up with Fisher Price for their #WishesforBaby campaign. They’ve partnered with artist Adele Enersen to bring moms’ wishes to life in her stunning images! (You may remember Adele from her beautiful blog, Mila’s Daydreams – if you’re not familiar with it already, she is such an imaginative and talented artist, and obviously an incredible mother too!)
As part of this partnership, I’m sharing a few of my own wishes in hopes of inspiring yours! My first to my son, I hope you learn to appreciate the warmth and beauty of a loving home. Join me in sharing your hopes and dreams for your children using #WishesforBaby!
One of my biggest wishes for our son is that he grow up with a warm and loving home. I spent months choosing every detail for his nursery to create the happy, cozy environment that I wanted our son to experience. From choosing the perfect shade of paint to the wall to picking out my favorite childhood books for his nightstand, the time I spent creating his nursery was filled with the dreams of the many hours we would spend in it, playing games and learning new things.
Because a warm and loving home isn’t about getting everything to look perfect. It’s about creating a space that will be filled with love and memories, where our son would feel free to explore, challenge himself, and discover new interests of his own. For our son, that’s my biggest wish: that no matter what he goes on to do, he’ll remember growing up in a home that was filled with warmth, love, and kindness.
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February 20th, 2015 · 4 Comments
Remember these letters? I wrote you one every month for your first five months, and then got so busy being your mom that I forgot to write another one all winter. A lot has changed since that last letter! You’re like a different little kid now — closer to a toddler than a newborn, and every day lately reveals some new skill or word or expression that I’ve never seen before. We’re in the middle of a smooth patch, and parenting right now is mostly just fun.
And yes, part of me misses that little baby who would snuggle for hours, who wanted nothing more than to sit in mom’s lap. Now, you’re crawling everywhere, pulling yourself up on our furniture and trying to walk. You’re tipping over the dogs’ water bowl and grabbing for our television remotes and generally wreaking havoc on our house, and we wouldn’t change it for a second. (Ok, maybe we’d change the 5:30 a.m. wake-ups, but other than those, not a thing.) Sections of our house are baby-proofed and you mostly sleep through the night. (FINALLY.) We have a routine. That, actually, might just be the biggest victory.
The best change in these last few months has been that parenting has finally gotten a little bit easier. Sure, you’re still the boss of this house, but you’re not a lunatic dictator anymore. You’re fairly reasonable in your demands, and we’ve gotten better at figuring out what you need. Most of the time, except for the occasional sick day or tooth coming in, we all get along fairly well.
And those hazy first weeks and months, when I could barely see straight through the sleep deprivation and the all-consuming worries?
They’re just memories now. We made it.
And you know who doesn’t always get enough credit on this blog? Your dad.
Because, here’s the thing: If I’m the one keeping you sane, he’s the one keeping me sane. On the days when it feels like starting a law firm and running a blog and being a mom are not just beyond my limits but beyond the limits of any human being… he’s the one who doesn’t give up. It makes a huge difference to have someone in your corner, every day, certain that you can do it. It makes you feel like, just maybe, you actually can.
There are so many things I can say about the last few months, but I’ll keep this letter short and sweet. I can’t believe it’s been nine months since you entered our lives. We’ve had a lot of ups and downs along the way, but I wouldn’t trade a single second of them. We’re so very lucky to have you.
I love you so much,
January 29th, 2015 · 2 Comments
I have been extremely busy lately. After starting my own law practice a year and a half ago, I’ve really felt like I hit my stride in the last six months, which is an awesome feeling. However, the flip side of that awesome feeling is that I have been working really, really hard.
Bear and I have settled into a fairly predictable schedule in the last few months, and as long as I don’t have court appearances, meetings, or depositions, I usually stay home with him in the mornings and work during his nap, and then take him to school in the afternoons. I don’t think there’s such a thing as an ideal childcare situation, but ours is a pretty good balance. Most of the time, it works really well — I have a good chunk of time with him every day, but I also have a decent stretch of uninterrupted work time.
But last week, I just started to feel like I wasn’t getting quite enough time with him. He was taking long morning naps and I was working on a number of big projects, and I just started to really miss him. My job is really important to me and I wouldn’t trade what I’m doing now for anything, but I had a day that I almost cried when I dropped him off at school for the afternoon. I know lots of moms feel this way — they’re proud of their careers, but no matter how much you love your job, it’s hard to leave your baby with someone else every day. There’s no way around that. It’s just hard.
So this week, I finally made it past a few big deadlines, and when two of my mom friends suggested a trip to the zoo, I jumped at the chance to have a special afternoon with our baby boy. We live about a mile from the Houston Zoo, but Bear hasn’t really been old enough to understand it until now, so this was our first visit.
And we had so much fun. He loved watching all the people, looking into the aquarium (“Hooray for Fish” is one of his favorite books!), and of course, getting to ride the carousel. And I loved getting an extra afternoon with our son, watching him experience something new.
As Bear gets older, I want to make this a tradition: every once in a while, we’ll take a few hours off from school and work, and do something fun. Whether it’s exploring museums or picnics in the park or just staying home and baking cookies, those memories are ones that I’ll cherish forever. It feels like he’s growing up so fast — for the past few months, every day brings some new development or change.
So, that shot above? It’s the first of many stolen afternoons, and the start of some amazing times together.
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