We started off the weekend with one gift for each boy just because!
DJ got his Mini Kick Scooter which he has been wanting for so long!
Aiden got the cutest little Xylophone/ Banging toy ever by Hape Toys!
We ate grilled chicken wraps 😛
Went to the park before the rain.
I almost lost a finger helping DJ cut the images on this HW assignment!
We finger painted!
They bathed in a blue bubble bath thanks to Crayola Bath Dropz
They had some fun after their baths.
And this is how it ended
I wish I had the opportunity to do this everyday with my boys. I cant help but think about all of the things they get to do at daycare and
how much of it I miss day-to-day.
But hey, there are always weekends right?
Mother’s Day in the US is only 1 day away. As I was on the subway this morning I found myself remembering many of the traditions that my mother passed along to us and how I am already beginning to incorporate my favorite one with my boys.
En la cultura latina it is very common to have children ask their parents for a blessing. In my family we typically do it as a greeting, so every interaction between my mother and her children begins with “Bendicion Mami“. She then replies “dios te bendiga mi amor” and if possible gives us a big kiss and hug. My mom has always been extremely affectionate with us. Often kissing and hugging us even as adults. I believe that the ritualistic aspect of asking for my blessing since I was a small child have made this an automatic action as soon as I see or speak to my mom.
As an adult with children of my own I still ask mi mami for my blessing every time we interact. There is something about this that feels so good, safe and loving. DJ is 2.5 years old, and every morning I ask him to ask me for his blessing, in the hopes that it can become a part of our relationship. I know he’s very young but I hope that after repeating the same actions daily, both he and his brother can feel the same way I do about it. It provides me with a way to feel closer to my mother. To feel her love from her daily blessings and from her embrace. I can only hope it does the same for my boys.
What are some traditions or rituals that your mother or caregivers shared with you? And how have they impacted your interactions with you children?
Have you started any traditions of your own with your children?
Today is Wednesday December 12th, 2012. Which makes it the big 12/12/12. Today is also my 28th birthday.
Many people are excited because today marks the last of the repeating calendar dates that anyone in our lifetime will ever live to see. There will be lots of superstitious people playing the lottery and gambling on the number 12. Many newborn babies who will have a cool birth date on their birth certificates. As well as a flooding of all things 12/12/12 in the world of social media.
I am excited for a different reason. Although today is my 28th birthday, I am overjoyed about one of the gifts I have received. It is a gift that no one else could give me. It is a gift that I have been working hard for. Today I pumped a full 12 oz at work. What are the odds? 12 ounces on 12/12/12.
I am ecstatic! I have gone from increasing my pumped breast milk from .5 from one day to the jnext, to 1 full ounce. I have been working so hard to keep up with baby Aiden and it is finally paying off.
I will be posting a blog soon to share with other mommas and their families all of the things I have tried. You never know who can use the information.
In the meantime, happy 12/12/12 everyone. I am off to eat some cake!
“Rome wasn’t built in 1 day”
The above quote is probably by far one of the most popular idioms in the English language. But that is the only phrase that has lifted my mood whenever I’m ready to throw a pitty party for myself. In a previous blog post I talk about my recent plunge in milk supply and my struggle to increase and pump enough milk for baby Aiden.
I am feeling much more optimistic today because I was able to pump 11oz. Now some may say that’s a lot. Others may say that’s not much. We must all keep in mind that every momma and child is different. I am sure that if I were to poll a group of moms, no two moms would have the same output of milk. For baby Aiden and me 11oz is still 7-10oz short of what he drinks at daycare. But 11oz is a 1/2oz more than yesterday and it’s 3oz more than last week and the week before. 11oz means that I will have to continue pumping one side while I nurse him on the other. 11oz means that we may have to use up the last of my freezer stash to ensure he has enough tomorrow. To me 11oz means that my efforts are paying off. And despite the speed bumps I will be able to continue to nourish my child the way I choose to do so.
I know many other moms out there are going through similar issues with breastfeeding. What are they and how have you over come them?
Please use the comment box to share your stories, challenges, and successes. You never know how many Momma’s you can influence.
You ever feel as though aside from the hundreds of duties you are awarded as a mom the most time consuming and daunting task is that of a personal nail technician?
Well I sure do feel that way about my children’s nails. I remember reading about ‘baby essential items’ as we prepared for DJ’s arrival and made sure we had nail filers as well as nail clippers. But what no one told me was how often I would have to trim and file them. I find myself needing to clip nails at least every 3 days! I typically don’t go looking around to do it, but usually I get an unpleasant reminder. With baby Aiden I’ll begin to see scratches somewhere around his face. Then with DJ, I typically get very irritated when he gives me a pinch in the middle of his ‘I don’t want to go to bed tantrum’. You see when a two year old pinches you, most of the time it isn’t so bad. But when you add long nails to that pinch…boy are you in for a world of pain.
Last night after a long 8 hour day at work, 2 hours of commuting in a crowded subway train, 8 pumping sessions, sore nipples, a long walk home from daycare (with an extremely inquisitive an talkative 2 year old & wearing a 22 lb. 6month old in a Bjorn Carrier ), finally followed by an hour long dinner at grandmas house… I was beat! And seriously, who wouldn’t?? I found myself putting both boys to sleep on our recliner. Aiden nursing on my left as he laid on his Boppy pillow and DJ was resting in the fold of my right arm holding his baby doll Ayanna and drinking milk as I read 2 of his favorite books. Llama Llama Red Pajama by Anna Dewdney and Subway by Anastasia Suen. Eventually they both fell asleep and I switched from my nutrition and nurturing mothering role into my role as Nail Technician. I trimmed 20 fingernails and 20 toes. Then filed 20 fingernails and 20 toes to make sure they weren’t too sharp. Whew! Did I mention this all happened on the recliner while they were both asleep, sweating and drooling all over me.
I tell you it was a long, long day. I know it wasn’t the first and it certainly won’t be the last. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Mommas nail spa is now closed! Until this weekend of course, when we will have to do it all over again!