A Mother's Work

In the last hour, I have nursed a baby, changed two diapers, talked about Hot Wheels with a six year old*, made my baby laugh, cleaned up cat urine from my new wood floor, made a pot of coffee, took the dog outside (hoping to preserve the new wood floor), cleaned up the wounds on my son's head, made Brytin breakfast, consoled the husband whose fave coffee mug broke...All of this so I could (cough, cough) pump milk from my rock hard breasts in peace**.

My fatal error - that I was so graciously reminded by my six-year old one minute into my solitude - turn on cartoons.

Sigh. A mother's work truly is never done.

*Do you know how much a six yr old has to say about Hot Wheels?!
**Let's be real, I wanted to play Wordfeud.

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He's Home!

My awesome second-grader is FINALLY home! Since he got out of school June 10, he has spent only like four nights at our house! And suddenly, my sweet boy seems all growed up :(

Daelen is UBER happy to have his cool big brother home! He watches Brytin's every move. And I swear today, while watching Brytin play the Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, Daelen moved his arms to mimick his brother. I swear.

4 weeks vs. 16 weeks

When you were one month old, I barely knew you. But I knew you were unhappy taking these pictures. I also knew the pictures would be fabulous anyway. When you were one month old, I was still trying to recover from giving birth (and wouldn't do so for another 6 weeks). When you were one month old, you hadn't taken a bottle yet. I hadn't captured your smile on camera yet. And you weren't quite the chunky monkey you are today. In fact, you were approximately 2 inches and 6 lbs smaller than you are today (16 wks). When you were one month old, I loved you, but not nearly as much as I do today.

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Conception

A year ago this weekend you were conceived. I had no idea, no intention, but God knew. He always knew.

You, Daelen Jon, were always the angel that would be in my belly, in my arms, in my heart.

I am so thankful for you. I am so thankful that I went to Hawaii and it resulted in having you here today smiling, laughing, talking and just soaking up all that life has to offer. I am so thankful, Daelen, that you have joined our family.

Toys

I bought him his first toys. I want to write the whole story, but I'm currently feeding him. Typing with one hand is not easy...just know he loooooooooves his caterpillar and piano :)

Last Day :(

I can't believe tomorrow is Brytin's last day of first grade!

I haven't blogged nearly enough.

He still doesn't understand money.

He can't possibly be going into second grade! That's like the real deal school. Kinder and first seem like advanced preschool...second grade is SERIOUS!

He had an amazing teacher this year, Mrs. Ventura. I'm very sad that she is leaving Loma. I had assumed Daelen would have her in first grade :(

I don't really have anything profound to write, I just wish now that I had written so much more about his first grade year!

He lost MANY teeth.

He learned a LOT about Martin Luther King Jr.

He loves loves loves his baby brother.



He read over 100 books.

He passed math tests up to -5s!

Lex and Max are his best friends.

According to him, Lana "likes" him ;)

Dragon Ball Z Kai is his favorite cartoon. He spends hours watching it with Daddy.

And so much more that I didn't write down...

Real

Stop referring to biological parents as "real." Yes, blood is real, but so is making dinner, driving to school, helping with homework and guiding thru the intricacies of friendship. I am NOT a fake parent.

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