The battle over the pacifier has been waged and won by yours truly! We are 90% in the clear and that is victory in my book. While he does still ask for his pacifier at nap and bedtime, there’s no … Continue reading
My Mother’s Niche 30 Miles in 30 Days challenge is in the books. Though I only ran a few of the miles, I added an extra 30 miles over the month of September. It wasn’t much, and with all that has been going on lately, it has been tough. but I’m happy that I was able to finish this challenge. Go me! What’s up next for the month of October, weddings, moving, grad school, and travel! Wish me luck!
Baby G had a very important milestone this past weekend. He got his first haircut. It has been a long discussion over the past few months as to whether or not we should cut his hair. We were hoping that it would just even out on its own. But the top and sides kept growing while the back stayed short.
When G was born he had dark, thick, straight hair. It still trips me out because the girl with the kinkiest of curls would have never thought, even with a caucasian husband, that I would ever have a child with straight hair. It was too cute for words and would stick up in the front in the most adorable way. Then about at about 4-5 months, it all fell out. Broke my heart. I loved his soft straight hair. Then his curls started to come in…with a vengeance. The hair the grew back was a different texture completely. This was the real thing. The longer it got, the more I realized that my boy got my super kinky curls as well.
Fast forward to earlier this month. My father had begged us not to cut it. My mother put in a braid when he stayed the night. This was the straw that broke the camels back.
He was unhappy during the cut to say the least. He cried and fought but I think it looks great. So much easier to wash and manage. He also looks so much older which is the hard part.
Of course we have an envelope with some of the hair from his first cut to add to the baby book. Another milestone to mark as he grows into my big boy.
First let me apologize for my absence. With work overwhelming, the end of one terms of classes (straight As by the way), and the start of the other. Did I mention my husband is still in the hospital and I’m still flying solo doing the mommy thang? Yep, that’s been my 2013 so far.
As for my personal challenge to reduce my social media use…I have failed. Miserably. For the first few days I struggled. When I would open Facebook mindlessly, I would have to consciously remember to close it out. I think it did help, especially at work. But I also think I am the master at finding another distraction when another one is unavailable. Finally, I gave in. I don’t police myself anymore and I’m a little disappointed I gave up the challenge so easily. Maybe I needed to make my goal more manageable? IDK, seemed pretty straight-forward to me. Maybe I’m just weak. I think that is the more likely of the two. Such is life…
Two more days son turns one year old. This is a bitter sweet milestone for me. I can’t believe we have made it a year. It’s been magical and trying but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I look back at some many things starting with my pregnancy to having him and it makes me well up. And then I think of all the wonderful things to come. That makes me smile. This year will be especially tough because my husband won’t even be able our son’s first birthday party because he is still in the hospital. It can’t be avoided so we’ll just have to to do FaceTime, take video, and lots of pictures.
In the meantime, this mama is just trying to keep all the balls I am juggling in the air. Can’t let anything drop!
Wedding Date: October 17, 2010
Gabriel’s birthday: March 17, 2012
I guess the number 17 is becoming a pretty special one for the Graening family. It didn’t dawn on me until someone asked me how old my son was. I immediately said six months and realized that he is quickly approaching seven months. When I thought about how long it would be until he was seven months, my mind seemed to blank. How did I forget the 17th was his monthly birthday? I realized that in my mind, the 17th of October was my wedding anniversary, not Gabriel’s seventh month. Then I thought how cute it is that they fall on the same day. I had been thinking lately that seven months is pretty bland. No major doctor’s appointments or milestones like six months and not much going on until nine months. Continue reading