|My little lady! It's my favorite when she crosses her legs|
|This is the only way I can get my bump in the picture without a mirror. 33 1/2 weeks!|
I now have a 10 month old! Man, how time flies. It seriously feels like I gave birth to her yesterday and here I am, six weeks from birthing our second daughter and I have 10 month old. What the heck is going on in my life????!!!
I laugh at myself when I look back and think about how naïve my thinking was when it came to pregnancy/birth/child rearing. I had no clue what I was getting into and no amount of anyone telling me was going to come close to preparing me for reality. We’ve done the all-nighters, the sickies, the vomit/poop parties, teething and all the pretty standard stuff that people think about when it comes to parenting. We’ve also got to experience things we would never have thought about – like finding a car seat that would actually fit in my car behind the front seats. We put Hadley’s car seat in the middle because it wouldn’t fit but now that we need to add another car seat to the mix we’ve had to improvise. Who thinks of things like this before they have kids??? We sure didn’t. Heck, we didn’t even measure Hadley’s car seat before we just bought one.
It’s been an incredible, albeit frustrating at times, journey so far. We just took Hadley in for a checkup and she’s measuring at a 1 year old level developmentally. She has 8 teeth and more coming in, she started walking and standing up on her own (not pulling herself up) at 9 months, she can clap and high five, gives the sweetest kisses, drinks out of a sippy cup and a straw, and has the most amazing laugh. Hadley has a mind of her own and there is no making her do anything she doesn’t want to. She weaned herself off her binky, pureed baby food, and now she’s weaning herself off her bottle. She will eat anything and everything in sight. In fact, it wasn’t until we started daycare a few weeks ago that we realized just how capable she is of feeding herself. We may have been a little bit over protective and I wouldn’t let her eat a ton of solid foods. It wasn’t until she started refusing baby food and her bottle that I was forced to start feeding her solid food. Since starting daycare, she’s thrived and now eats solid food on the regular. She was way ready before I was.
I thought we would have more time to adjust to feeding an extra body regular food. Leave it to Hadley to prove me wrong. It’s a whole different ball game when you are 100% responsible for what goes in someone else’s mouth. I have to make sure she’s getting the proper nutrients and getting of what she needs to grow. It’s a bit daunting at times. She also wants whatever mom and dad eat so I am forced to be conscientious of what I eat. At times, it’s been daunting. Especially when I’m tired and I don’t feel like cooking or cleaning up. It’s way too easy to slip back in the routine of stopping somewhere and getting something. However, if I do that I either get something for Hadley or she goes without any solid food. I refuse to feed her crappy fast food and a bottle just isn’t enough to satisfy her anymore. We eat at home now.
Thinking about all this long term is kind of scary. My number one goal when I found out I was pregnant with Hadley was to make sure that she had a different relationship with food than I did. Right now, it’s going well. She tells us when she’s hungry and when she’s had enough she pushes her food/bottle away and stops eating. Somewhere along the way I have lost that and I don’t want to take that away from her. We let her eat when she wants and how much she wants. We just offer her the leftovers later if she gets hungry again. Tim and I both want to make sure that she knows the difference between healthy and unhealthy. However, I also give her macaroni and cheese and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. She doesn’t get it regularly or every day and she usually gets it with a vegetable and/or fruit. I guess my point is, I want my children to grow up with a balanced relationship with food. I want them to experience and enjoy it all but to also know what the word moderation means.
Hadley is just learning to eat and appreciate the wide varieties of food. What we teach her now will create the relationship she’ll have with food for the rest of her life. It’s daunting, at times, knowing that I’m responsible for that when I have my own food struggles. It makes me want to do better for her and the child coming.