Remember when....?

I remember a time, not too long ago, when I looked forward to the end of daylight savings time. That weekend was the best. It meant an extra hour of sleep or an extra hour of partying or dancing or whatever else I wanted an extra hour for. Not anymore. This years "fall back" has resulted in a week of 5:00am wake-ups and then to days of a less then impressed one year old. All of which leads to one sleepy mamma. Is this what I get for wasting all the extra hours of my past in less then productive manner? If so, I'd love to say it was all worth it but I don't remember all the hours wasted, and I can't blame it all on the mum-dumbs.

This has brought me to remembering other child-free days. Not all the memories are ones I wish to share, some more embarrassing then others. For the most part however, they were great memories. Nights spent with friends having, mostly innocent, fun. I started........I started this sentence and then was interrupted so now it is gone...Thank-you Mum-Dumbs

So with that I will call it a night.

Until next time

Sweet Sweet Baby

This mamma is going to use this post to do a bit of bragging....consider yourself warned

I have the sweetest baby, ever. Not only is he sweet and cuddly with me and his other grown-ups, he is so generous with other children. Today I bought him a new pacifier, which was actually a package of two. He was so excited when I showed him the package he wanted it opened right away. I told him I first had to sterilize them but he could have them after his nap. After dinner I remembered the pacifier and showed T. Again he was so excited so I gave him one. After a few minutes he noticed the second one. Instead of demanding that one as well, as many children would do, T said it was for "NoNoNo" (his "girlfriend"). I said, "okay we can give it to her next time we see her." Well T did not agree with that, he was very insistent we give it to her right then. He was at the front door with the pacifier saying, "NoNoNo, that" and pointing to the door. Sweet baby just wanted to share with his girlfriend. So I packed him up and walked over to her house (luckily it's close by or else we wouldn't have gone). As soon as we saw her, T was handing over the pacifier. He was so happy to give it to her. It really was the sweetest thing.

I don't know what I have done to have a baby who is so sweet, with a kind, loving heart but I am so blessed.

Mamma loves you BuggyBoy xoxo

Halloween

Well it's that spooky time of year again. Time to dress the little one up and pimp him out for candy.....seems wrong doesn't it?! So why am I doing it? Well I think I already said why, candy. We have T's costume all ready to go and we are going to take him and one of his friends to a few of our neighbours houses. I am really looking forward to it. I know T won't know what is going on but it will be fun. Most importantly it will be some family time (and did I mention candy?). I love these little moments when we can do things all together.

I'll post a picture of T all decked out after Halloween.

Enjoy yours

Wow I realize I may be the worst blogger ever! No really, how long has it been since my last post? I think it's over a month, maybe getting close to two. Sorry folks.

This Mamma has been very run down lately. T has been sick and teething, for what feels like forever, and last week I finally got his cold. Needless to say we are keeping the tissue companies in business right now.

The other new and oh so exciting development here is the early on set of toddler behaviours. I know T is almost a toddler so I shouldn't be surprised...but I was really hoping they would hold off a bit longer. You know in lieu of never being a great sleeper, I wouldn't have to deal with tantrums so soon. That is obviously not my luck. So now I have a 14 month old throwing fits, with fake crying and all, when he doesn't get his own way. The worst seems to be at mealtime when I outrageously, expect T to eat his food and he wants to play with it...or more accurately, in it. I know we will get through this but for now it's timeouts and mamma trying to stay calm.

To all the Mamma's out there, Breath

Here we go again

Well the tooth is through so now it's back to bed for T. I am currently holed up in my bathroom listening to him cry. We share a room with him so I can't come out until he's asleep. I must admit it's not been too bad though....did I really just say that?! Am I trying to jinx this?!? Rookie mistake.

Well since it's out there already, he's been pretty good. That's not to say he's gone to bed without a fight, but the crying (or screaming) hasn't lasted as long as it could. Last night he sleep the whole night once he was down, I was so impressed. I realize of course he was probably really tired.

He seems quiet again....dare I check?? Wish me luck folks

xo

Will this tooth just come already!?!...

Another Friday night and I've been in bed with T since 8:00. R is out with his friends, and most of me is happy for him, the other part of me is a bit jealous and a bit lonely. I can't remember how long this bout of teething has been going on for but it feels like forever! I miss our old routine of putting T to bed and then spending some grown-up time together. I mean we were together for years just the two of us. Now don't get me wrong, I would happily spend ever night cuddled up snug with the bug, I do miss R and our time together too.

So now we wait for the teeth (yes plural) to make their big appearance and then we can get T back on schedule and in his own bed. Although I think that sounds much easier then it's actually going to be, seeing as T now thinks our bed is his bed. I will say, "bedtime" or "go night-night" and he goes to our nice, big, cozy king size bed. If you now ask him where his bed is, he'll point to ours and say, "there". Right now I think this is funny but I know soon it will just be a lot of tears. All I can say is, thank god it's a king size bed.

I don't know how other people, with kids have beds smaller then a king. How do you all fit in there? I joke with R saying a smaller be is just uncivilized but part of me believes that. If we had a smaller bed R would have been sleeping on the couch during this ordeal. I know he manages to sleep through 99% of the times T wakes up but it would be even worst if I knew he was sound asleep downstairs while I was waking up 3, 4, 5, even 6 times a night. I would have been a cranky bunny.

I feel like this post has been a lot of complaining and for that I am sorry....I blame the tooth and the lack of sleep. Hopefully the next one will be more upbeat.

That's all this mamma says for now....

It's Nice to be Loved

I am currently sitting outside on a beautiful end of summer morning, under the lilac tree enjoying the sun and a quiet moment. I am also child-free right now. T has run off next door, to visit his uncle back form Italy, after 6 weeks. It gives me a chance to think just how lucky we are to have so many people in our lives who truly love T.

I come from a very large family and have always taken for granted the people who love me. I have 32 aunts and uncles on one side of the family alone, countless cousins and add in close family friends and we are well beyond 100 people in my everyday life who care about me. I thought this was totally normal. I didn't see anything special about having a small Christmas dinner of only 15 to 20 people. It wasn't until I was older that I realized not everybody is so luck.

So now with my only son I want to surround him with people that love him and care for him....and luckily I have been able to. We are so fortunate to have people in our family, and friends who we have made our chosen family, to love T. I know these people will always be there for us and it warms my heart. I know these people love my son and it makes me love them more.

So to all these people this post is for you. I want you to know that I appreciate all you do for us, T in particular. For all the love you bring into our lives, I hope one day I can do the same for you.

xoxo