Morning Mammograms

Months ago I wrote about how much I loved morning with my munchkin.  Every morning Joel gets up before I do, gets Gus' morning bottle and puts him in bed with me which he jumps in the shower.  When Gus was younger he would snuggle with me after finishing the bottle.  And would tend to doze on and off.  Life has changed drastically.  Now when Gus get done with the bottle he chucks it onto the bed much like a football player spikes the ball in the end zone.  After chucking he beloved "baba", he proceeds to climb all over me and is ready to play.  For some reason, Gus chooses to use my breasts as climbing rocks as he tries to reach for the decorative part on our headboard.  I have tried to explain to him that I do not need him to squash my chest like they do for mammograms, but he doesn't seem to care.  Bummer.  I used to love our relaxing mornings together and although they are not as peaceful as they used to be, they are just as much fun!  And despite not loving mornings and having to get out of bed...I love hanging out with my little monkey in the morning and surprisingly I do not really mind being used as a step stool. 

DA- DOH

Lately my darling son has been really interested in his Dada.  Really wants nothing to do with Momma.  Almost every word out of that little mouth is Dada or Nunununun (for his "nunny" aka. pacifier).  Joel claims that Gus does say Momma when I'm not around...but I'm skeptical.  It's not that he hasn't said it because he used to say it...but it has been a while.  Yesterday I picked up Gus after school.  On the way home, we had our little daily conversation and I thought I would try to get him to say Momma.

I encourage him, "Momma".


...pause...


I try again, "Momma".


...pause...


"DADA!!"

Great.  And it gets better.  My son continues to say "Dadadadadada...."  Then he switches to yelling...


"DA-DOH"

...and he hasn't stopped calling him "DA-DOH".

Happy Mother's Day!

Yesterday was my first mother's day.  It is still so strange to think about.  For the past 4 years, I have spent mother's day in tears wanting so desperately to be a mom.  This year I spent the weekend in tears because I am a mom!!  Some days I still can't believe it is real. 

I received an unexpected message from Gus' birthmom, "J", yesterday.  I am sure that yesterday was a difficult day for her but she made a point to send me a message wishing me a wonderful day and also thanking me.  Can you believe it? Thanking ME??  I'm the one who owes her many thanks....more than words can say.  J sends me a message every holiday and I was unsure how this one would go.  I was pleasantly surprised.  We made it through what I thought would be a tricky and awkward hurdle.  She and I will be forever connected on this day and I will always make sure that Gus' honors her on this day...but it was nice to see that the two of us have a little bit of balance for this day.  I will always be Gus' mom, but his birthmom will always have a part of his life as well.

My parents were in town to babysit Gus while Joel and I chaperoned prom on Saturday night and then stayed to join us for Mother's Day brunch on Sunday.  My boys treated me like a queen!  I received some beautiful cards from family and friends for my first mother's day.  So many people in my life made this such a special day.  But the best parts of the day were the way it began and the way it ended.  I woke up to Gus' squeals and I went to bed after snuggling with him.  Perfection!!!