Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Emerson Update: 5 Months Old

I know I say this every month...but whew, how time is flying by. I just recently read a quote that said "the days are long, but the years are short" and that quote could not be any truer. The days sometimes feel like they drag on, but yet how is my baby 5 months old already?! Wow!

He loves his Daddy!

At 5 months old, Emerson:
- could bounce in his bouncer all day if we let him!
- loves cups
- can find the TV remote in a millisecond
- is on the verge of crawling, he's got the all four stance, but not quite the coordination...give him a few days on that one
- loves to touch faces
- is so curious
- can do several consecutive front to back rolls
- loves sucking on oranges, watermelon, and strawberries
- he wakes up giggling, most of the time
- is always happy

This is the sweet view that I see each and every morning. Cute huh?! 

Monday, July 21, 2014

4th Of July

As usual, we had a pretty low key 4th of July. We had family over and a few friends for dinner and fireworks. Em is still so little and is a huge grump when he doesn't get to bed so we stayed home and did the $40 firework pack in the driveway. Haha, it was fun for the other little ones that were here and Jordan got his fire fix.

We did a little swimmin' before all the big kids got there.

We did a lot of eating! Em even tried a little watermelon!

Happy 4th from the Lott family! God bless Murica!

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Self Realization

Over the past several weeks I've had a lot of time to think about myself, my family, my future, and many other personal things. After reflecting on these things I have had a huge realization about myself that cuts to the core of who I am and has helped me recognize the more "mysterious" traits about myself.

When I met my husband I knew right away that he was one of the most driven and ambitious people I had ever met. We often spoke of what it was like growing up in our separate and very different home atmospheres. He told me several stories and experiences of how his dad taught him to think for himself and disregard others opinions when forming his own thoughts and opinions. I thought this was a very special character trait of his that was unique to him in our relationship. Over the past four years with my wonderful husband I have wondered often if I was an independent thinker, if I was ambitious, if I was strong, and if I was driven. I've always heard the phrase "opposites attract" and in more ways than one Jordan and I are very opposite. But could that mean that because he was ambitious that I was not? That because he was earnest to succeed, I was not? I was, in all honesty, not sure. In the afore mentioned past several weeks, there was a lot of self doubt and uncertainty going on in my mind. How could I teach not only my son, but my other future children to be strong, to fight for a passion, and to think if I, myself, were not or could not do those things. And then I had my huge realization...I am those things!

Now, ya'll are probably thinking "we already knew that!" or maybe you aren't, but c'mon folks...we are our own worst critic.

My realization came right after I spent 4 hours researching how to make a quiet book and different designs for pages within said quiet book. 4 hours. It may seem silly, but this is the honest to goodness truth. I may not be ambitious about starting a business and earning a six figure income, I may not understand accounting, despite my high school teacher's best efforts, and I may not "think for myself" when it comes to non-imperative issues, but I truly am passionate, talented, smart, and creative. My husband may say slightly obsessive, which is probably true, but I hear "driven" or "enthusiastic". I realized my husband and I are very similar in the characteristics we inherently have, but how those traits are manifest are very different.

When you are at home with little ones as your only companions it is easy to lose yourself in the nursery rhymes and poopy diapers. Despite the monotony of every day life, I'm more sure of myself, my purpose, and my abilities than even before. I know who I am within and that knowledge is priceless.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

What I Wish I Would Have Known Before I Had My Baby

I recently read a blog post with a similar title to my own, you can read it here. It spoke of the anxieties, fears, and doubts every new mother has and that in the end, it really will be okay. I, for one, can say ditto to that article. Fortunately, I did have someone there to tell me everything was going to be okay, my mother...okay and my husband a little bit. As I pondered on the article though, there were a few things I felt a little bit jipped on not being told.

First, I feel like all new mothers need to be told that it is literally a requirement for you to sleep when your baby sleeps. I'd heard this my whole life, but really didn't take it seriously until about two weeks ago, and my baby is almost five months old. Why is it exactly you want to sleep when your baby sleeps? I'll tell you why, because when you don't sleep your mind starts to descend into this very dark place. When you don't sleep for more than 4-5 hours a night for nights on end, the darkness pulls you down. You get grumpy. You get mean. You get impatient. When you don't sleep, let's just say, you have a better understanding of why those mothers do what they do when you hear about them on the news. Not that you ever could or would do those things, but you have a better of understanding of why they do them...because they are tired (and maybe a little psycho). You cannot be a functioning, purely loving, kind, gentle, and patient mother when you do not have enough sleep. You turn into a grumpy snappy person you don't want to be.

Second, there is nothing in the world that can prepare you for being a mother. Nothing. I'm sure all my readers that are not mothers are thinking, "yes, I've heard that before" BUT NO, YOU HAVEN'T. Here is a little are your baby's burp cloth, wipee, blanket, pillow, binky, towel, punching bag, food dispenser, and last but certainly not least, you are their entertainment. Yes, folks, you really are their binky and their burp cloth at times. And whew, you've gotten your lil babe down for a nap, you set the sleeping baby in the carseat, head to the bathroom with said carseat, get the carseat arranged with your precious cargo just so, hop in that much needed shower, lather up your hair, and "wwwwwaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!" So you rip open the shower curtain and try to do a happy dance to get your baby to stop crying all with your hair lathered up and your butt naked body half frozen from the bathroom air. Ahh...the things we do for our kids.

Third, in the beginning, breastfeeding sucks so bad! For the first six weeks of breastfeeding, your nipples will feel like someone took 220 grit sandpaper and went to town on your precious nipples. When you walk outside on a cold day, or heck, walk into a room with the A/C on full blast your nipples will get so hard. It will feel like you have grade A diamond cutters on your chest. It will get better, I promise you, it will get better. Keep at it and use a double dose of nipple cream. I can honestly say there are very few things I now enjoy more than nursing my baby. There is such a sense of satisfaction and comfort knowing that your boob is a cure all. LITERALLY. A cure all!

And finally, I was reading a book, the topic on sleeping and children no less, and it gave me some of the best advice I've ever gotten on how to be a mother. I'm paraphrasing here, but it said something to the effect of: be a mother. You can't be a mom if you are always out and about, going here or there, doing this and doing that. Stay at home and be a mother. Stay at home and teach your children, laugh with them, be silly with them, sing with them, love them. I wish someone had told me that it is okay to just stay home and be with my baby. I don't have to go places and do things to be a good mom....I can stay home and be a great mom! It really doesn't matter if I don't leave the house all day, except to check the mail. It doesn't matter if my hair is a hot mess and I wear sweats all day, that isn't the important thing. The important thing is that I'm a hot mess at home with my sweet baby. He doesn't care, he likes me better that way, or at least that's what I tell myself. ;)

Sometimes I get so frustrated with the concept of being a mother. Why can't I have a second to myself? Why can't he just sleep through the night already? Why will he not adhere to any type of schedule? But at the end of the day, as he nuzzles into my neck, and I squish my lips into his cheek, there really is nothing better. There is this little person that depends on you for everything and you cannot help but love them. You love them so intensely because you love those you serve. I'm not perfect, but the love I have for my little person is. I wish someone had told me all these things, but I guess you can't quite explain "the dark place," dancing butt naked with the shower curtain wide open, rawer than raw nipples, and grungy hair and sweats everyday to a mom-to-be and have her understand the full meaning. Oh well, can't say I didn't try.

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Going to the Zoo!

Last week Emerson and I were pretty sick of being cooped up in the house, so we called up the cousins and decided to take an adventure to the Dallas Zoo!

First stop, the elephants. I forgot how massive those things are!

Then on to the giraffes! The really neat part of seeing the giraffes was that you could purchase lettuce leaves to feed them and they would just come right up to the fence and take them from you!

Oh man. We walked up to the lion exhibit right as they were feeding the males. They did these "exercises" with the lions that stretched them out so we could see how tall/long they are. These animals are definitely ones to be afraid of...they wouldn't hesitate to eat you!

And then there is a cheetah 6 inches away from us...

I loved seeing the flamingos! They were so pretty!

Emerson did so well for about 2 1/2 hours. He wasn't able to nap on the way down so he totally crashed about 20 minutes before we left and I couldn't resist taking a picture of my cute baby sleeping at the zoo. He's my bud and we do everything together, I'm so glad I was able to take him to the zoo. Even though he is much too young to remember these things, it is important for us to go do them for family time sake, for activity sake, and for tradition sake. I want my kids to never have the opportunity to say we didn't do fun things, and you bet I'm starting them young!

Happy Father's Day

I'm amazed that June has already come and gone! Anywho, Jordan's first Father's Day was uneventful, but he was celebrated nonetheless. He is our favorite Daddy, we love him!

We, of course, had to get him the cliche tie gift for his first Father's Day ever. 

 Emerson wanted to do a little artwork for Daddy, so we made this little ditty.
"From the bottom of my heart,
to the tips of my toes, 
I love you!"

Em did pretty well with the first hand print, but on his second one he liked the squishyness of the paint so much he made a fist right as I put his hand on the paper.  For his first piece of "art" I'd say he did pretty well! Jordan was thrilled about his gifts and just loved being appreciated as the wonderful father he is.