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Really, I’m Super-Blessed

Okay okay…so yesterday’s post was a little whiny. But I was really tired. And my poor baby is teething (currently have a call in to the doc about upping the tylenol doseage! he’s getting big!).

Little Man doesn’t cry all the time. He’s usually a generally happy, content, lay-on-the-blanket and coo at the ceiling fan kinda guy.

But…the teething. Oh, the teething.

He’s SO young for it, and he doesn’t realize if he would just CHEW on something he’d feel better. (I see you like to chew. Why don’t you chew…ON MY FIST!!!) But he doesn’t really even understand he has hands yet, let alone that they will work in his favor. He spent 30 minutes yesterday just cuddled against me chewing on my finger. He never wants to cuddle like that (except at night before bed).

And I hate to think I’m drugging up my baby. But I swear, that is a magic elixir (grape tylenol). He takes it, and about 20 minutes later, all is right in his world. I hope I’m not creating a little addict!! And he sleeps so much better that night (even if I gave it to him in the late afternoon and not right before bed).

Yes, I do think that when he’s 2 and yelling, “Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!” I’ll be a little better at this.

A) I’ll have 2 years of experience and
B) he’ll be able to tell me what is wrong.

Right now he just looks at me and big crocodile tears pour out of his gorgeous brown eyes….it could be anything from the teething to growing pains to scary dreams to who knows what.

But overall I am very very blessed.

As I ponder today – Good Friday – and that God watched His one and only Son be nailed to a tree…

And He turned His back on His Son…

And He ignored the painful cries of “Daddy! Daddy! Where are you?” (loose translation of Aramaic, there).

And He did that…for me…and for you…and for my son

I cannot imagine giving up my son…or sacrificing him…or letting anyone purposely hurt him…

I have been blessed with this child. God chose to give him life and chose us to be his parents. God chose me to be his mommy.

How could I ask for anything more?

How could I complain?

How dare I complain?

If you don’t know the true meaning of Easter, just ask. I’d love to talk to you about the sacrifice made on YOUR behalf so many centuries ago…

4 thoughts on “Really, I’m Super-Blessed

  1. Glad he is better today! And I bet you will love when he's a toddler for sure! It will be nice for him to say what's hurting him, I look forward to that too!

    You are doing GREAT!!! He is a blessed little man to have you!


  2. Thank you for the tears this afternoon!!!

    I can't beileve he's teething already!?!? And is there anything worse than those HUGE eyes looking at you for help!??!!

    hang in there!!! You are a great mommy!!

    happy Easter!


  3. You are allowed to have frustrations and talk about them. Don't feel badly about needing to vent a little mommy steam.

    If it makes you feel better, Tylenol isn't addictive, and if he's hurting, he needs it, so don't feel bad about helping him control pain. Who wants to hurt?

    You're a great mom right now.


  4. Hey don't feel bad about yesterday's post! All moms have been there, I am convinced. Even the ones who seem to have it all together from day one. I am certainly not in that category! LB is 10 months old and honestly I feel like things are finally falling into place and I am finally feeling more natural at motherhood. It took us 9 months to get there. 0-3 months were survival mode. 3-6 months things got a little better. It was still hard but we attempted a routine which helped alot. 6-9 months things were even better. Once LB could sit up and play with toys and then when she learned to crawl it was a whole new ball game for both of us 🙂 And now, at 10 months, if I could make time stand still I would! I LOVE this stage. I'll be the first to say I'm not a fan of 0-6 months! Oh sure I savored those moments when she was a tiny newborn but those days were…interesting 🙂

    My theory is some women are just able to better handle those first crazy hectic months and others, like myself, don't particularly enjoy those newborn early infancy days (months!).

    But like someone told you already (and we both know you already know this) do savor these moments when he is so little. Before you blink an eye he will be crawling everywhere and getting into everything and you will wonder where your BABY went!


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