Hi, party people! Thank you all for your sweet words of encouragement on yesterday’s post. You guys rock.
Today has been a much better day thanks to some family time, a good night’s rest and a happy baby!
For me, being a mom has led me to have lots of ‘moments.’ Moments where I look at Atlas & I can’t imagine life without him. Moments where I can’t fathom being anything other than a mom. Moments when I feel like the luckiest person in the world because I get to watch Atlas grow. And then there are moments where I think I’m not going to make it through the end of the day if he doesn’t stop crying. Moments where I feel like surely I’m doing it all wrong and poor Atlas needs a better mom – or at least a mom who can put a diaper on more efficiently (seriously – it takes me a while). But one thing that remains true through each of those moments – the good and the bad – is that my heart is so full of love for Atlas it feels like it could burst. So, if you’re a new mom or a soon-to-be-mom, my advice would be to stop and breathe during those not-so-stellar moments because I assure you – no matter how loud your baby cries or how little they sleep – all it takes is a moment where they smile at you and all will be right in the world again.
Aaaannnd before we move on, I do have to tell you that yesterday ended with Atlas pooping in the bath tub (first time that’s happened and let’s all cross our fingers it is the last). If I hadn’t been able to run and get that mental break yesterday I’m quite certain the night would have ended with news cameras outside our home and me in a straightjacket. Luckily, I was still on a happy high from my run so I was able to laugh hysterically at the ordeal. Atlas found the whole thing pretty comical too…and of course, Dave laughed so hard he cried. Boys. *sigh*
This morning we headed down to the hustle and bustle of Columbus Circle for my 6 week check up. Atlas woke up as soon as the stroller stopped moving, but the nurses were kind enough to entertain him while I met with the doctor.
He loves the ladies.
After my exam and talking to the doctor for a while about birth control, running, diet and breastfeeding it was time to go!
Only, I left without grabbing my birth control prescription because once I put Atlas back in his stroller he started crying, which means my brain switched to auto-pilot and all I focused on was getting him to be quiet. Once he stopped crying I had one of those moments where I thought “Sheesh – how in the world do people survive with two?!”
And then I remembered my birth control.
You better believe we turned around and went back for that.
I do hope Atlas gets a sibling one day. I’m also hoping the stork brings it to us at around 6 months of age.
We also swung by the Upper Breast Side on our way home. Yes, there is a store in NYC 2 blocks from our apartment that specializes in all things breastfeeding. I needed to get some shirts because I will be traveling in December and since I’ll be breastfeeding on the go, I’ll need shirts that are conducive to that. Easy access and whatnot.
Gosh, if you don’t have kids this blog probably serves as birth control, huh? I’m sorry.
Anyways, the last time I was in there they didn’t provide me with good service and then today they were rude again. The 2 sales associates sat behind the desk and watched me struggle to get the door open and the stroller in. Finally, another customer came over and helped me in the store. And then they asked me to turn off the sound machine app on my phone (it was in Atlas’ stroller) as I was checking out (giving them business – hello!) because “NYC is loud enough.” The associate said, “That noise sounds like bacon frying and I hate bacon.”
So I gave the lady what she wanted. I turned it off. And Atlas immediately woke up and started screaming. So I stuck around a little longer so they could listen to him cry. See if they like that better than the ‘sound of bacon frying.’ And then I took two HUGE handfuls of their candy out of the candy bowl and dropped it in the stroller before I left.
Atlas and I showed them.
There was no point to that story. I just needed to get it off my chest. If the Upper Breast Side didn’t have the best products for breastfeeding, I would boycott them.
The rest of the day was spent doing laundry and entertaining Atlas, Ob & Marley. Atlas even napped in his crib for a while today. Ob & Marley were concerned by this since it happens so rarely.
They had to keep checking on him to make sure all was well.
And now I’m waiting on Dave to get home so we can walk the dogs and make some dinner. On the menu tonight is a Thai shrimp pizza. Only I just remembered as I typed this, I didn’t get the pizza dough out to defrost. Sooo….instead it is chicken and carrots! Doesn’t sound quite as appealing, right?
I hope your day was filled with wonderful moments and I hope you remembered to defrost the ingredients for your dinner!
Goodnight, friends! 🙂