This afternoon, two of Jackson's aunts, and his sweet cousin, Izzy, came to visit! He absolutely loved them! We usually only get to see them at Christmas time, so it was great to get to see them!
Today, I took Remington to meet Jackson's Mamaw. She has dementia and has been cared for by Jackson's aunt. After she hurt her leg, Lesa needed some rest, so Mamaw went to a rehab facility right down the street from us. I met Jackson's daddy down there this afternoon and took Remington to meet his Great Mamaw. :)
For a while, she thought I was Jackson's mom and that Remington was baby Jackson. It broke my heart, but I know these are moments I won't ever get back for Remington. It was such an enjoyable visit, and I know these pictures are something we will cherish for years to come.
I go back to work on June 5, after a week of Jackson being at church camp (and I, home alone with the babe). I am dreading it. I have had the most amazing maternity leave... all 13 weeks of it. I have loved watching my sweet baby grow and learn new things every day!
I am so anxious about going back to work. Not that I have been able to get anything done during the day due to our terrible napper, but I don't know when it will all get done. I have been obsessing about writing everything down and planning when to do it all. I have been making cleaning checklists to make sure everything gets done. I would hate to spend my weekends cleaning when it's our only time as a family of three. When do you mamas get everything done?!
I am so anxious about sleep. Remington is still only sleeping for mostly two hour stretches, which leaves me exhausted. It's fine when I can nap during the day, but I can't do that at work! It's a plus that I gave up pumping, because at least that's time that I won't have to worry about falling asleep at work!
I'm anxious about work in and of itself! What if I don't remember how to do everything I was doing? How long is it going to take me to re-learn everything? My boss has been so so amazing, and I'd hate to let her down.
Most of all, I'm anxious about missing time with my baby. I've spent every day with him for 13 whole weeks, and now I get him in the evenings after I take an hour drive home where I'm sure he will scream the whole way.
How?
How do you mamas make it work? How do you get everything done at home and at work and still spend all of the time you can with your baby?
This year was my first Mother's Day, and it was perfection. It started on Thursday when I went to visit my Nana. Remington got his shots Tuesday, and was still fussy, so the visit was less than ideal. Afterward, I went by the cemetery; it was the first time I had been there since Dad's memorial service, but I figured it was as good a time as any to take Remington by.
Friday morning, after having an epic meltdown Thursday night about going back to work in three weeks, Jackson surprised me with the sweetest gift.
Later that day, my mama sent me flowers. :) These are my favorite ones that ProFlowers does; they're purple irises and red tulips. :) She sent me the sweetest card with them that said "Remington told me these are your favorites! Have the Best Mother's Day - Grams"
Friday afternoon, Byron came over to hang out with Remington and we went to eat Mexican for dinner! It was Remington's first restaurant experience, and he was a champ.
Saturday, we had planned to interview a new nanny, but she didn't show up. Nothing grinds my gears more than someone wasting my time for me. We decided to go to the farmers market, but didn't realize there was a graduation downtown, so there was zero parking. We attempted to go to Centennial Park, but there was a music fest that also left us with no parking. We also forgot Remington's sunscreen, so having him outside was a no go. So we decided to go to Opry Mills. Lots of walking, no sun. We stopped in NY&co and I got three pairs of pants for when I go back to work, Sun and Ski where Jackson got a new pair of chacos, fossil for him to get a new wallet, and Carter's for me to replace the Fathers day onesie that will be way too small when it rolls around. Remington slept so well that he was a nightmare Saturday night at bedtime. I'm talking screams for two hours kind of nightmare.
Sunday was it's own kind of special because I was so so exhausted from Saturday night. We went to church, had lunch at his parents house, went to see my mama, and came home. My only request was that we have Taco Bell for dinner, watch Star Wars, and that Jackson take care of Remington long enough for me to get some cleaning done. I was gifted the most beautiful necklace, and a Qalo ring to wear while we camp so my rings don't get messed up.
It was the best First Mother's Day I could have asked for. I am so thankful for the sweet boy that made me a mama.
I found this in my drafts; I wrote it the Saturday before we were induced. I figured I would go ahead and publish it to keep forever. After all, there is only one first baby, first pregnancy, first everything that comes with it.
As this pregnancy comes to an end, there are a handful of things I never want to forget. This was the longest wait of our lives, because we found out at 3 weeks 5 days. It was worth every second to be here.
I never want to forget the feeling of seeing that faint line on the first test. It didn't matter to me that Jackson couldn't see it (it was 5:45am after all.) or that I had to go buy different tests to confirm to myself I wasn't seeing things. I never want to forget the feeling of the shaky hands, uncontrollable smiling, and the inability to wait to tell Jackson... so much so that I texted him a picture of the new test. I will never live that down. haha.
I never want to forget how surreal it was for the first couple of weeks. We tried for a year, with no success, and then boom. We were going to have a baby. I never want to forget the countless times a day we would say to each other "We're having a baby" or "You're going to be a Mommy or Daddy!"
I never want to forget what it felt like to find Remington's heartbeat on Jackson's birthday for the first time. We looked and listened for hours to find him and then all of a sudden, there was the little galloping horse noise on our doppler that made our hearts stop. I also never want to forget what it felt like to see that our Little was a boy on my birthday. I had a feeling he was, but had been convincing myself it may be a girl just in case. I will never forget crying and seeing the look of pride on Jackson's face.
I never want to forget what our first ultrasound felt like. I prepared myself for the worst, and there was our fighter, with his heart thumping away as healthy as could be. And I will never forget the way Jackson looked at me... it was the same way he looked at me as I walked down the aisle toward him.
I never want to forget what it feels like to be kicked, punched, prodded, and used as a jungle gym. There are no words to really tell anyone what it feels like, but it's incredible.
I never want to forget how low the lows felt, and how far Remington pulled me. Getting pregnant with him two months after Dad died was bittersweet for sure. I was in a low spot, and knowing there was a poppyseed sized baby depending on me pulled me through.
Little baby, you are so loved. We can't wait to meet you this week!
Sleeps: 3 hours after his witching hour and bedtime routine, 1.5-2 hour stretches after that
Eats: 3-4 oz of formula every feeding. We switched him from supplemental formula to Similac Advanced, He is doing really well with the switch,
Wearing: 3month onesies, size 2 diapers, and still no socks. ever.
Nicknames: Remy Jones, Remy, Chunk, Brother Bear, Baby Bear, Bubs
Celebrated: Easter,
Likes: his TaGgies Dino rattle (he says Oohla every time he sees it!), the duck posters on his wall, his Dock-a-tot
Dislikes: the NoseFrida
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