Being a Parent

After a short 11 months of parenting, I feel like I have already learned so much.

I have learned unconditional love. Never before have I been so level minded when someone is screaming, on the top of their lungs, right into my face.

I have learned how to live without looking forward to the next time you get to sleep in. With a baby, and with children in general I'm assuming, sleeping in is just not what us moms get to do. At the beginning I used to long for a good sleep in, read a book, morning. I don't let myself think that way anymore. It's funny though, even if part of me wants to stay in bed just a little bit longer, Brody's happy, excited face as sees me coming to get him from his bed makes waking up not so bad.

I have learned how to care for someone. On April 12, 2012, I was blessed with sweet, innocent Brody. I was given the responsibility to care for his every need. This totally freaked me out at first. But after 11 months, I can honestly say I love it now. It is a wonderful feeling to know that someone completely trusts and depends on you. It is a huge responsibility, but I wouldn't change it for the world.

Right now I am working in the Nursery in my ward. It is the perfect calling because I get to bring Brody with me and he gets to socialize with all of the kids. Brody is still unsure about them all and the whole situation. Although, I have to admit I love when Brody gets a little unsettled and I can look down and see Brody looking up at me with his worried little blue eyes. His tiny hands grasp my dress as he pulls himself up and closer so that I can bend down pick him up. Once he is in my arms, he feels safe. I have never felt such a satisfying feeling before. To be the person someone looks for when they feel they are in danger. It is overwhelmingly crazy to think that I am that person to Brody.

I'm back, and Brody is big.

In nearly a month I will have a one year old. Let me take a moment to let this soak in. 

Let me also take a moment to say what a horrible blogger I've been lately.

I have a tendency to want to be so efficient, so much that I drive myself crazy at times.

I found myself keeping a running list of all of the events that I needed to blog of Brody.

And we were/are so busy.

And I was not having any time to sit and blog.

And the list was growing and the dates were increasing.

And I was stressing. 

So I decided to put the blog to the side for a little, until it felt fun again.

Now I'm okay. :)

I'm going to try my best not to feel to guilty about not writing about all the precious moments we have had with our sweet boy, and focus on documenting moments that are happening now.

He is getting so big!! 

Brody is crawling, ripping books, digging through trash, eating adult food, and starting to talk.

Today, I was driving home from work, thinking about how much he has grown, 

and I started to think about how soon he will be able to play with other kids and run around with them.

It literally brought a tear to my eye.

A few weeks ago I babysat two of the sweetest kids and learned that Brody does not understand sharing.

While the kids were a bit older than him, and were used to sharing with each other, Brody did not want them touching his toys. He therefore would grab the toy with both hands and push them away with his, not so small, head. Oh gosh, it was so cute.

Right now he loves to shake his head, "no." We aren't sure if that is what he means when he does it, but any question we ask him, there he is, shaking his head. 

"Brody, have you been good today?" Shakes head.

"Brody, do you want a bath?" Shake shead.

"Brody, how old are you?" Shakes head. 

It's the cutest thing.

I took him to the doctor a few days ago and while he is grower taller at an ideal rate, his weight is not increasing very much. 

The doctor seemed worried, which made me worried, and so we are offering him even MORE food, without forcing it. However I feel like he eats SO much already. We are adding a formula feeding per day as well. I guess I may not be cutting it any more.

Life is crazy lately. I'm anxious for it all to slow down, but I'm realizing that life doesn't exactly do that.

We are managing an apartment complex and trying to get through the semester as smoothly as possible. 

Jeff is still at McDonalds, 

and in school full time working on an Exercise Science Degree now.

I'm still teaching 7th grade every other day for two periods, 

and now we both have this added management job on our to-do list. 

Once this school year is over though, I've decided to stop teaching for awhile. Which is why we accepted the management job. It is such a blessing. It covers our rent and I am allowed to bring Brody with me during office hours. The office is connected to our apartment, so I have arranged it so Brody takes his nap during our office hours, which is so ideal in every way. 

Well, that is a bit of what we have been up to lately. I'll be back to blogging now because Brody is growing way too fast and I don't want to forget a thing.

in my thoughts

So much has been on my mind lately.
Student teaching is finally over in less than a month.
We have made few friends here in Utah,
which makes us miss everyone we left in Rexburg.
Brody still doesn't sleep through the night.
Nor does he sleep in his crib.
He sleeps cuddled next to me,
which is something I love and cherish,
since I know that someday I won't have that cuddly baby to cuddle anymore.
However, Jeff frequently prefers the couch most nights,
whether it's because he has a lot of homework,
gets home late from work,
or his sleep schedule is just totally out of wack..
either way, he just doesn't want to wake our sleeping baby that is so often in our bed.
That is what is on my mind most now.

I love my little family.
I love my sister.
I love my grandparents,
who made the trip to see us on their way in Arizona.
My camera was dead the entire weekend,
which meant no pictures.
I'm regretting that.
They noticed how much he has grown.
This weekend made me reminisce on how little he used to be,
and how big he has already grown.
Twenty pound little guy, holy cow.
That's as heavy as my grandparent's, not exactly skinny, dog.
I know that a couple more months down the road,
I'll look back and remember how small he is right now.
I keep thinking he is so big, and I hate thinking that he is just going to keep growing.

But boy is it so fun.
He is going to crawl anyday now.
I hold my breath that he doesn't do it when I'm not home.
Oh I'd be so sad, so sad.
Right now he props himself up in downward dog position,
except it is on the top of his head and on his tiny tippy toes.
It's so cute.
He get's so frustrated,
which is also so cute.
Love him, love him, love him.

Another thing that is on my mind a lot,
is when to begin thinking about Brody having a little sister or brother.
I know most would think I'm crazy,
but I want so bad to have my kids close in age.
I watched my sisters be two years apart.
I watched how they were friends all through growing up.
I want that,
for all my children.
We talk about this a lot,
but I think we both feel a little nervous.
This semester with student teaching, Jeff in school, and Jeff working late shifts,
has been soooo hard.
Next semester is going to bring so many good things.
But time is still passing.
I feel like with each week it has been going faster and faster.

belly laughs

Today during church, tears were brought to my eyes.
Not the ones that are brought on by the spirit, like you may think.
But ones brought on by a belly giggling baby.

Brody is forcing us to say goodbye to the baby who used to sleep for two out of the three hours of church,
and hello to the anxious, bored easily, but still loveable baby he has recently become.
I am in denial.
This transition has been this way for awhile, but up until today, I have made Jeff lug around Brody's carseat,
even though we both know better- there is no chance he is going to agree to fall asleep in there.
Today he was a grown up baby- one without his carseat.
Brody has gotten so heavy that it is almost more inconvenient to muscle him around in there, than to just hold him without it and hope for the best.

In the third hour, the hardest hour, Brody became a little celebrity.
During the Relief Society lesson, which by the way was a spirit filled lesson, at it's best,
he became the crocky (my made up word) baby that we always dread in public situations.
This means he stiffens his body, sometimes doesn't breath, turns his face all scrunchy, and whines.
Loud.
While little Brody isn't a very loud baby, this usually comes unexpectedly.
Today it came when I was trying to find my name on the attendance roll.
The kind lady next to me, saw me struggling- clipboard in one hand, stiff baby in the other-
and rescued me by grabbing the little crocky and filling his attention with something else.
Brody quickly utilized his newly found grabbing skills, and reached for a folded up paper in the lady's purse.
The lady took the paper out of her purse and fanned sweet, curious Brody.
I don't know if it was the paper-made breeze, the fast movement through the air, or the very needed nap,
but the little folded paper was HILARIOUS.
The next twenty minutes were filled with:
fan baby,
loud burst of laughter,
fan baby,
loud burst of laughter.
I don't think I have ever seen something so funny.
Everyone around us and throughout the room couldn't help but laugh in response to the cute belly giggles coming from my little baby.
While the noise was embarrassing, and probably not appreciated by the teacher,
I knew that I should have taken him outside.
He was not being at all quiet, and probably took more than the acceptable amount away from the lesson, but I couldn't leave that moment.
Brody brings so much joy to my life,
it is so fun to see him bring a little bit of joy to other people's life as well.

With my diaper bag filled with toys, ready to grab at any moment,
who would have thought that a folded piece of paper was going to be the thing to do the trick.

the littlest

While watching TV in the living room,
a little whine is heard from the baby monitor.
We gasp, look at each other, and smile with excitement.
"I want to get him."
"No, it's okay, I'll get him."
"Let's just all go together."
"Okay! Haha."
The three of us make our quick decision, then venture to our awaited destination.
"THE LITTLEST!"
"The tiniest!!"
"Little Guyee Guy!"
"Little Buddy!"
He greets us with the cutest, take-your-breath away smile.

It never occurred to me until today, that this reoccurring order of events that I described above is probably not normal.

We, the three of us (Jeff, Quincy, and me), get SO excited when our little man wakes up.
No matter how long, or how hard, it was to put him to sleep, we all know how wonderful he is once he wakes up after a good sleep.
I just want to bottle up this moment, along with others like this, and keep them with me
so that on bad days I can open that bottle up and remember how something so simple
can make you so happy.

sweet little bee

As I drive the long distance back from work,
I can't wait to hear that little giggle and see that sweet smiley face.
On most days, Auntie has you down for your afternoon nap,
so I get home and wait anxiously for you to wake up.
Once the baby monitor sounds, I rush into your room,
& fall in love all over again.
My sweet little bee, how I adore you.
I can't imagine anyway you could possibly be more perfect.

As I come closer to your swing, where you sleep most of the time these days,
I watch your excitement when you see my face smiling back at you.
Your sweet giggles make my day.
With your hands over your face, like you can't handle the excitement any longer,
I pick your chubby little body up and you rest your little head on my shoulder.
Unfortunately, this doesn't last long. How I wish for longer cuddles from you.
You are always on the move.

My favorite times are right after you wake up.
You are so happy, truly happy.
Happy like the world is good, and you wouldn't know anything different,
I want to keep it that way.
For as long as possible.

Thank you little bee for loving me.
For loving me unconditionally.
For not holding it against me for leaving you every day for work.
It's almost over. A month and a half, and we'll have more of our mornings together.
The mornings are the best- I long for those sweet hours back.

You are growing so fast. Everyone warned/warns me about just that,
but I wish it weren't so true.
I look at pictures of you when you were tiny-er. Little bee, you were so tiny.
Everyday though, I believe you get even cuter.
& I know you get even chubbier.
I want to bottle up the little happy little guy you are, and never forget.
Never forget your chubby cheeks.
Never forget your excited, silent claps.
Never forget your little sneezes.
Never forget your soft, pouty lips when you are asleep.
Never forget.

This month we will celebrate your first Halloween.
I'm so excited.
I know that future years you will enjoy holidays more,
but I love the kind of enjoyment you get out of things now.
The big curious eyed enjoyment.

Someday you will probably complain that there is a camera in your face too often.
That is why I am taking advantage of now.
I'm trying my best to soak up every moment, and make every memory.
But I know memories only last so long,
but pictures, videos, and journal entries help.

My little bee, thank you.

summer recap

I can't believe how quickly time has went by lately.
After putting our things in storage,
traveling with my Dad to Wyoming,
spending about a month in Washington visiting family,
retrieving our things from Rexburg,
and moving to Utah,
we have been very busy and have just begun to finally feel settled into our new lives.

Jeff is almost through his first two months of BYU classes.
He is working at a Provo McDonalds doing night shifts.

I'm teaching 7th grade math at Churchill Junior High School. (I'm loving it.)

Brody has gained 12 pounds since he has been born and is working hard to increase this every day.
He is also becoming very vocal with both baby sounds and giggles.

We are enjoying having Quincy live with us.
It is so fun for me to have one of my family members get to watch Brody grow.

While teaching is great, it makes me look forward to and savor each weekend.
I utterly miss spending each day with my little guy. I can't wait until I can do that again.
He is growing so so fast. I can't believe it.

It's been so so busy around here I haven't had time enough to even blog.
But I'm back, and I have LOTS to blog about!