Today’s Topic: Motherhood
I believe that my calling in life was to be a mom and a
teacher. Currently, I am not a school teacher
per say, I still teach things to my babies, but my main job is to be a
mom. There really isn’t anything I’d
rather do. I have wanted to be a mom for
as long as I can remember and thankfully the Lord has blessed me with two
amazing children.
I think “stay at home moms” are often thought of negatively
since they don’t “work” outside the home.
Before I had Ford I thought that stay at home moms had it MADE! I stayed home with him 8 months before
returning to work and now I am home again.
Stay at home moms do have it MADE in the sense that they get to be with
their babies, but being at home is NO walk in the park.
Some days things around here run smoothly. My type A personality is able to get a lot of
stuff done and it’s kind of like a “pat” on the back to me. Yipee! You had a good day, Jill. NOW, Thursday and Friday were a different story.
I am known to birth babies that have weak stomachs are that
are bad sleepers. Thursday was
rough. I think the devil was out to get
me. My normally sweet and loving little
Ford acted BAD! He is so gentle with the
baby and worries about that child as much as I do. However, on Thursday Ford bit John Brantley’s
hand, he pushed his head into the floor during tummy time, and the third time
John Brantley started crying I didn’t even ask.
To make my day even MORE exciting, JB only slept 30 minutes ALL
DAY! I felt like I was going
insane. The baby was crying from being
beaten up by Ford and exhaustion, and Ford was acting possessed.
Friday “started out” better.
Ford was my sweet child again, he went to school, and John Brantley took
a morning nap. After I got Ford from
school we had lunch and it was nap time.
I fed John Brantley and we rocked a few minutes. He fell asleep. I put him down in his bed and BOOM those eyes
popped right open and he cried. We tried
again. And again. And again.
I rocked. I walked. I swayed.
I sang. I hummed. And eventually I CRIED!!! Yes, I cried.
After 2 hours I was beyond frustrated.
WHY won’t my children sleep? I
was overwhelmed. I was exhausted. I was finished trying. I put John Brantley in his bed, closed all
the doors surrounding his room, and turned off the monitors. Then I called my sister in law and she
reassured me that he wouldn’t die and I had to do it. He cried, screamed, coughed, and gagged for
30 minutes. I think eventually he passed
out from exhaustion. He only slept 40
minutes. WHERE AM I GOING WRONG???
His room is dark. He
has sound machines. He has dry
pants. He has a full belly. He is cozy in a sleep sack. I don’t get it. What’s the trick/secret/method???? SHARE the wealth please!!! This is day #3 that I am letting him cry it
out. Today is much better than Friday
was. I was sure I was headed to straight
to hell for letting him yell. I can’t
stand to hear a baby cry. That’s why my
boys are rotten!!!
Thursday we spent some time out at our property. I was able to get some cute pictures of Ford!
This one pretty much sums up his personality.
Or this one……
John Brantley wasn’t much into the photo shoot.
Our cute matching Christmas shirts
I guess nighttime Orajel tastes bad???!!!
Before school on Friday
John Brantley rolls all over the place. He eventually gets off of his pallet and ends
up on the hardwood floor screaming. I
got out this little box for him to lie on so I would know where he was at all
times. Big brother thought HE needed to
lie in it.
He doesn’t miss a meal.
Can you tell??????
Some cute things Ford has said lately:
Momma, I slept until the sun comed up.
The other night we were eating supper.
Ford wanted a treat after he finished eating and I told him he needed to
eat some more of his butter beans. He
got mad and started crying then he said, “I don’t like butter beans no more!”
Ford LOVES cinnamon rolls. (Don’t we
all). The other day he said, “Tomorrow I
want to eat dernit (darn it) cinnamon rolls for breakfast!”
Randomly he said, “Me and Pops are twins because we have matching chairs at the
ballgame.”
Again, randomly he said, “God is a nice guy, and he helps people.”
Ford scratched his foot and today he said, “God is a really nice guy
momma. He maked my bo bo better."
John Brantley:
Today we went to eat lunch at one of the few restaurants in
Mayberry. John Brantley wasn’t feeling
it so he was showing his tail feathers.
In an effort to peacefully enjoy my lunch and allow the others around me
to also enjoy their lunch I started giving him small pieces of ice from my
drink. HE LOVED IT! I might have started something.
He is still teething.
It could be months before we ever get a tooth (I understand that), but
he is miserable. He is constantly
gnawing on his hands, his clothes, my clothes, my hair, or anything that comes
near his mouth.
He doesn’t put his hands up for me to grab him yet. But when he sees me coming his will arch his
back in an effort for me to hold him. It’s
sweet!
John Brantley has the most contagious belly laugh I have
ever heard. It automatically brings a
huge smile to my face. Ford thoroughly
enjoys making him laugh. I know they
will play together so well one day!
