Practicing

The house is eerily quiet.  Eerie, I tell ya.

I'm home alone.  And by alone, I mean sans baby.

I'm alone because we're "practicing."  "Practicing" for when I return to work in a few (very) short weeks.

And let me tell ya - this mama needs practice.

I anticipated having a hard time going back to work and leaving Camden to be cared for by someone else.  I did not anticipate having a really hard time with it.

Our dear friends, Matt and Jessica, offered to provide care for Camden when I go back to work and we jumped at that opportunity.  I know we will take Camden to daycare someday, but there was (and still is) something comforting about having him in a more familiar (to us!) environment and to be with Jess (and their now 10-month old boy, Alex).  

So, we've been "practicing" the past two weeks by me taking Camden down to their house a couple days a week for several hours at a time.  It's "good" for all of us - for me to get used to leaving Camden, for Jess to get to know his cues and juggle taking care of two babes, for Camden to get used to being away from me and with another person, and for Alex to get used to sharing his sweet mama.

And let me tell ya - it's not getting any easier.  For me.

After having him attached to my hip (er, boob?) the last two months, you'd think I would be ready for a little break, ready for some alone or "me" time.

Nope.

I honestly don't know what to do with myself.

Yesterday during our "practice" I bopped around and ran some errands, purposefully avoiding coming home until it was time to pick him up.  This was wise.

Today I had things to do at home - checking work emails, homework, and cleaning.  And time is passing by ever so slowly.  I keep telling myself that it will be "better" when I'm back to work and my mind is occupied... And I can't just run down the road to collect him when I've had enough.

This morning, while mentally preparing for today's "practice" and watching Good Morning America's "Wedding in a Flash," we had ourselves a little chit chat.  It went something like this.

Me: You don't ever want to get married.  Right, buddy?

Camden: (Silence)

Me: Yeah, you want to stay mama's boy foreeeeeeverrrrrr, right?

Camden: (Silence)

Me: I thought so.  Good talk.

I realize I may be feeling/being a little dramatic, but this is hard - and it's going to be hard.

Seriously, could you leave this face?

Here's to hoping the 'ol "practice makes perfect" will kick in soon.

Take Luck,

LP

Camden - 2 Months

Ugh, 2 months old!!

His 2 month stats are:

Weight: 10 lbs 3 oz (25th percentile)

Length: 22 1/2 inches (45th percentile)

Head Circumference: 15 inches (18th percentile)

Camden is still a calm and mellow baby.  He is melting my heart with his smiling and cooing.  I even stopped in the middle of the grocery aisle on Sunday morning to smile and talk back.  I just couldn't help myself.

The poor boy got five shots at his well baby visit today, so off I go to snuggle, snuggle, snuggle.

Take Luck,

LP

10 on 10: February 2013

10 on 10: 10 pictures on the 10th day of the month!

Document a snapshot of your life & find beauty among the ordinary things in your day!

 

[1] My smiley Sunday morning grocery shopping buddy.

 

[2] My wonderful (and perhaps a little creepy, hon!) hubby cutting up chicken for Brock's food.

 

 

[3] No, these aren't for an omelet.  

 

 

[4] Dog food is made for the week.  Yes, dog food.

 

 

[5] Daddy in action.

 

 

[6] I think he's wondering why I keep taking pictures of him.

 

 

[7] Smiles for mama.

 

 

[8] My boys.

 

 

[9] I should probably get over myself and actually try on the post-baby clothes I purchased.  Maybe tomorrow.

 

 

[10] Dreading taking 2-month pictures tomorrow.

 

 

Take Luck,

LP

He's Loved

One of my favorite things since becoming a mama is loving on, snuggling with, and just staring at Camden as much as I possibly can.  Lets be honest - as his mama, I think he's the cutest ever.  But I didn't really anticipate that another one of my favorite things would be to watch our families and friends do the same thing.

Ryan and his parents with Camden on Christmas Eve

Camden with my parents

Cam and Auntie Rachel

 I like to think that in the photo on the left, Liam is trying to convince Camden to do something but he's just not buying it.  Here's where I can mention my total mama/sister fail in not getting a picture of Auntie Cara and Uncle Webb while they were visiting in January.  Boo.

Camden and "Aunt" Tiff just this last weekend

All of these people love Camden because they love Ryan and me, and because he is apart of us.

Seeing my favorite people love my son (which by the way, I'm not sure I'll ever get used to saying those two words together) reminds me how lucky we are to have these people in our lives.  Of all the things I hope to teach and show him - I only hope that someday Camden will know just how much is he loved. 

Something tells me that these special people (and those he's yet to meet!) won't let him forget.

Take Luck,

LP