Thursday, November 14, 2013

Reflecting: 6 Months of Motherhood

The latest accomplishments of James Luther Fife:

waving his hands in front of him as if he is conducting music.
taking two things and putting them together-his stroller straps, monkey's arms, etc.
"chewing" air
sitting up by himself
clapping his feet together
shaking his head "no" --this is particularly funny when it happens just after Austin asks, "do you stink?"
lasting a record 15 minutes in his bouncer before getting sad
throwing a silent"tantrum" lifting his middle with his feet over and over when he doesn't want to be on the ground or in his carseat
finding cords of all varieties and chewing on them
growing hair (it's officially brown)

And now some mommy reflecting:

Everything I learned to do before James came to town has been so worth it.  It's slow doing anything with him to care for and even slower learning and starting new habits.  I'm still making changes for the better, but I'm grateful for every meal I cooked, floor I scrubbed, virtuous thought I entertained, relationship I fostered before I became a mother that make doing those things now all the easier.

I finally have a little nest for my little family!  Being a mommy bird in our new house is heaven on earth.  (post on the house coming soon.)

In a big picture view, All my dreams have come true.  We own a sweet little house, I am married to my best friend, we have a little boy, I get to stay home with that little boy,  I've learned how to learn, my parents, brothers, and sisters are loving and supportive, my family is eternally sealed together, my sister is getting married, I have the best in-laws anyone could ask for, I have a ward family, a divinely organized church to attend, and the Gospel of Jesus Christ as a guide for my life.

And they lived happily ever after.

Alright, I know our "ever after" is still going to be full of difficult times, and even right now there are hard things, but right now the Lord has given us a period of rest, prosperity, and blessings.

I'm so grateful.

I know there are a ton of pictures of him in this seat, but he is just so cute in it!!!  What's a mom to do?

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Not much time to post, but here are some pictures

 Our very very brave boy.  James had to go to the doctor for some shots recently and he was so stinkin' brave!  He looked right up into my tearful eyes and cried for about two seconds and a soon as the jab was over he was right back to his happy self.

 Take that immunizations!

In other news, we bought a house!  My pet allergy has made for a slow move in (ripped up carpets, squeegeed every wall, baby wipes along every surface.)  We've learned a ton about painting, what to do and what not to do.  Before and after pictures pending. 

James "helped."

After several failed attempts at feeding James solid food (he pursed his lips so hard I couldn't even see them) he has embraced bananas and oatmeal.  

whoops missed your mouth there champ. 

This is just after the new carpet was installed.
I set James down over by the fireplace and he ended up over here.  Mostly wiggling, some rolling.

Toes are for eating

James usually gets up at 6ish, so i go get him from his room we eat breakfast, play for a bit, and then somehow or another this happens

Friday, October 4, 2013

"The Internet" Doesn't Know Anything About Babies

I don't know how many times I'll have to learn this lesson.  Apart from the basics "don't leave your baby alone in the car" and "hugs and kisses are good"  there are very few things that are universally agreed upon for kiddos.  Yet for some reason I keep looking for the baby handbook online and getting overwhelmed.  Baby's are getting potty trained, swimming lessons, sleep trained, solid food, sensory play, emotion coaching, and phonics and it feels like James and I are sitting here drooling together and chewing on paper cups that might be giving us cancer.


I'm usually pretty good at following my instincts and the spirit, but sometimes I get to wondering if I'm doing things right and start googling what is "normal."

So here is a reminder to myself and anyone else who needs to hear it.

Every baby is totally different.  Every mommy is totally different.

The most important guide is the spirit.  The best way to have the spirit is to read scriptures, say prayers, and take showers.  (The shower part means take care of your physical body so I can be patient, feel cute, and be clean.)  Balance is hard, but if I must err, let it be on the side of extra prayer time.  There is so much to learn, but I don't have to know everything all at once.  Sometimes I just need to leave the crying baby in a safe place and play the piano really loud for a few minutes while I breathe.

We are both very loved.


Thursday, October 3, 2013

Reflecting: Five Months of Motherhood

James has opinions.

He likes to be rocked, but not held.  He tolerates being held for the sake of being rocked or walked, but if we are just hanging out and the scenery isn't changing it isn't worth it.

He likes monkey and his plastic orange ring the best.  Oh, and anything crinkly.  

He is in a tricky stage where he has discovered the world, but can't get to it.  He is going to LOVE being able to crawl.

I can count on one hand the number of times he has "cuddled" or rested his head on my shoulder while I was holding him.  Even before he could hold his head up he would arch his back so he could see the world rather than rest on me.

Sometimes he has bad dreams.  I wonder what they are about because nothing in the daytime can make him cry as hard as those nightmares.

Bath time is the BEST.  I think he would just live in the tub if we let him.  Last night we transported our dinner conversation to the bathroom because James was being a crab and we knew he would be happy if we plopped him in the water and started his bedtime routine.  Sure enough, he went from fussy wiggles to kicking and raspberries.

He is getting kinda grabby.  Yesterday he snatched a handful of beans from my taco soup on the sly and I only just nabbed them before he had a mouth full of spicy.  Bless him.

Every day is different.

Tuesday I had an earful to vent to Austin about when he came home and yesterday motherhood was breezy and sweet.  I guess that is just how it goes.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

A Very Cute Story

First things first.  James can suck on his own toes.  Yup. 

Aaaannnnd when we are in the car he has figured out where mommy and daddy sit.  So, he plays peek-a-boo with himself by looking forward and then back at us.  All we have to do is smile and he giggles his head off.  

"The Cute Story" (as promised)

We decided to take the boat out on the lake Saturday.  Our picnic was packed, everything was loaded, and we were off on our adventure when Austin noticed the boat seemed to be rocking a little.  So, we stopped and he checked it out.  The boat trailer thingamabob was all gurgerated so we had to head home and figure it out.  Boating adventure cancelled.  

We decided to go to the splash pad instead.  (Here is the cute part) Austin explained that he had promised James we would go boating so we needed to go to the splash pad at the very least so that James wouldn't be too disappointed.  

He was dead serious. 

...and I fell in love with him all over again. 

Well James was either highly disapointed anyway or not in a splash pad mood because about three seconds after this picture was taken he started to bawl.  

So we watched a little league game instead.  

The End

Dinner Time!

While the rest of the country is awaiting brisk autumn months,  Arizona is starting to get bearable.  When Austin came home the other day James and I hadn't been out of the house all day and I informed him we were eating outside whether he liked it or not. :)  

It turned out to be very pleasant.