Hey everyone and happy Friday! I apologize for no post on Wednesday. Ryan and I are on our own internet and it isn’t very strong. A little wind on Wednesday made it not work! So, I figured I would show you what I had prepared for Wednesday!
Happy Wednesday everyone! Our week is again, cold and wintery! As usual, I am SO over it but still asking time to slow down. It will soon be March which is the month that Sam (and I) begin our transition to daycare.
The emotions about sending Sam to daycare are still there but I don’t have as much fear as I did before. Truthfully, trying to do work with Sam is literally impossible now. Being a Mom is wonderful and my favourite thing to do but I also LOVE my job. It’s close to home, flexible and actually enjoyable. I feel like I do my job well and multiple times I have heard it mentioned that they are excited for me to come back.
Getting to spend the first year of Sam’s life with him has been invaluable. I am so thankful to live in a country that gives women this option. I also think that this has played a huge role in being successful with breastfeeding Sam. As I am working on a freezer stash for Sam’s daycare, I realize how much I am HATING pumping and know it wouldn’t have lasted if I was to do it during the beginning stages.
There are so many moments through the (almost) first year of Sam’s life that I am so thankful to have been apart of. I would catch ourselves during a moment of fun and try to take a mental picture of it.
As I go back to work and transition I hope that I can look back onto these memories and remember that amazing time.
I want to remember the slow moments with snuggles. On the front porch rocking, sitting and watching TV, carrying him and when he is nursing.
The fact that Sam was the perfect sidekick! He was easy to bring anywhere with me. Out to eat, shopping and drives! He was always my little partner in crime. I loved when someone would stop me to ask his age/name.
I also want to remember that first month. The fear that I felt and the uncertainty! I had no idea what the heck I was doing! I had changed maybe 3 diapers in my life. Being so tired yet able to function somehow.
The clothes! How fun it was every day to pick out his outfit! I don’t care what people say, dressing a boy is JUST as fun as dressing a little girl!
I know I’ll remember the sweet smiles, the knowing look that I am his mommy and the giggles. I know on those first tough days back to work and stressed out, it will be thinking about those sweet and fun moments with my son that will get me through.
As I look ahead to the change in our lives I’ve stopped dreading it and instead look at the positives. My strong boy will continue to thrive and now he gets to develop more social skills. He’ll do crafts and games. He’ll learn to listen to someone besides his Mom and Dad. And he’ll see me as a hard working woman and yet someone who can let go of the office and be devoted to him.
Hope you all have a fantastic weekend!