First Lesson: Time

Most of you reading this little blog of mine already know me.  I’m the girl you call Sister, or friend, or even “that girl I used to work with”.  In any case, it only seems right to do a little introduction anyway.  I won’t tell my life story, so don’t worry.  This won’t take long, and then we’ll get to the point.

I grew up knowing one thing for certain about myself:  whatever else I might try to be, I was going to end up being a Mom.  And it’s true!  I was pretty handy at drawing and painting, and while I still like to, that’s not what I’m meant for.  I worked in retail and customer service, A LOT.  I was good at it, I even enjoyed it, but once again, not what I’m meant for.  Then, I had a baby!  A boy my husband and I named Logan.  He became the center of my life, and I just knew I needed to be home to raise him.

So, now we get to the point.

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Even though I’ve always known I’d be a stay-at-home-mom, I never really thought about exactly what that would mean.  I knew I’d raise my children, feed my husband, wash the laundry and do the housekeeping and grocery shopping…  I just didn’t give any thought as to HOW to accomplish all this.  Well, now I’m learning!  (I feel like I just confessed a whole lifetime of secrets!  PHEW, that feels better!)

This blog will essentially be my record of my new schooling.  I will post the lessons I’ve learned and the tips and tricks I find along the way, on many, many topics relating to raising children, housekeeping and homemaking, and holding on to something like sanity through it all.  How about I get started, then?

First Lesson:  Time goes by much too quickly.

I thought I knew this.  I really didn’t.  Just like every other parent out there, I’ve got to say that it seems like just yesterday my little Logan was born.  In fact, it was six months ago!  Over these past six months I’ve learned a lot of little lessons, but the biggest has been how quickly time flies when you’re watching your children grow. 

 

A couple of weeks ago I put away another batch of clothes that are too small for L, and took out all the clothes from 6-12 months.  Some are still too big, and others I already have to put away again.

This past week, Logan has figured out crawling.  He hasn’t mastered the technique, but he gets around pretty fast.  I’ve been putting the dog food up on a shelf already, and it’s time to baby-proof the kitchen and living room!  Since he’s starting motoring, our smallish basement suite seems way too small…

Logan has had two teeth for two months, and he’s working on the next set as we speak.  At this point, I’m now glad that I’m not breastfeeding, and won’t have to deal with teaching him not to bite my breast.  Now if I could just figure out how to get him to stop chewing on my feet.

I find myself looking forward to all the milestones to come, and looking back at the ones that have come and gone already as if I missed something.  I’m learning to let the dishes go unwashed and just watch Logan play, or play with him.  I don’t want to be the Mom that was too busy keeping the house clean to pay attention to my kids.  But it’s still hard for me to let things like that go sometimes!  I find myself lying awake at night, dreading waking up to a pile of dirty dishes, laundry to fold, a house to vacuum…  And then Logan sighs or coos, and I remember why these things aren’t done yet, and I can sleep.