Welcome to week #2 of Monday's Mommy! This week I'd like to introduce you to Kelly, the Mortar Bored Mom. She is a SAHM to two adorable little kids. Check out her post below about life's little moments.
Be sure to leave her some love!
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There are countless events and milestones in a child's life that a mother can't wait to experience.
First and foremost, is the birth of your child. Every woman's birth story is unique and personal. Most women can not only recall every little detail, but are more than willing to share their story.
For me, during the first year of childhood, the anticipation of each stage of mobility was overwhelming. I couldn't wait for my son to learn to roll over. I somewhat regretted this when he tried to roll over during every diaper change and ended up on his belly in the crib before I was quite ready for him to be! But it was exciting, nonetheless. I couldn't wait for him to learn to crawl. He seemed to learn overnight. Found his way down a flight of stairs too and nearly gave his Mommy a heart attack! Copious baby gates later, I couldn't wait for him to start walking. He took his first steps at 11 months and was practically running by his first birthday.
After both of my children turned a year old, I was excited for them to start talking. At 18 months, it seemed like a light switch went off in my daughter's head, and she began saying lots of words, and very soon after, putting those words together. At 4 years old, I sometimes wonder if she is capable of *not* speaking. My son is 21 months and has just started picking up his vocabulary, most recently adding my favorite word to date - "Mama." I melt. :)
For my daughter, potty training came at about 2.5 years old, and because she regressed after her baby brother came home, she was potty trained again at around 3 years old. Potty training is a milestone that doesn't seem so pleasant as its happening, but the rewards after it's complete are great. I find myself not anticipating potty training as much with my son, mainly because I will miss his adorable cloth diapers!
I was so excited for my daughter started preschool two days a week when she was 3. And now at age 4, she attends preschool four days a week. Being at home with me and her brother since she was a little over 2, I looked forward to her having some playtime with kids her own age. I have been so pleased with how much she has learned and grown over the last year, and I attribute a lot of that to her experiences in "class."
There are so many more events in the future that I can't wait to experience. First day of grade school. First real family vacation. First loose tooth. First best friend. First sleepover. First...everything. Playing dress up with my daughter today, she wanted to dress up as a bride. I find it hard to see that far into my children's future, but I know it will come sooner than I think.
Sometimes I think, as mothers, we anticipate milestones in our children's futures so much, that we forget to fully enjoy today. I admit that I struggle daily to really be present in my children's lives. To not forget that every day we have together is a gift to be cherished. To know that each today was the only today we had, and hope to be able to say each tomorrow that I made the best of it.
First and foremost, is the birth of your child. Every woman's birth story is unique and personal. Most women can not only recall every little detail, but are more than willing to share their story.
For me, during the first year of childhood, the anticipation of each stage of mobility was overwhelming. I couldn't wait for my son to learn to roll over. I somewhat regretted this when he tried to roll over during every diaper change and ended up on his belly in the crib before I was quite ready for him to be! But it was exciting, nonetheless. I couldn't wait for him to learn to crawl. He seemed to learn overnight. Found his way down a flight of stairs too and nearly gave his Mommy a heart attack! Copious baby gates later, I couldn't wait for him to start walking. He took his first steps at 11 months and was practically running by his first birthday.
After both of my children turned a year old, I was excited for them to start talking. At 18 months, it seemed like a light switch went off in my daughter's head, and she began saying lots of words, and very soon after, putting those words together. At 4 years old, I sometimes wonder if she is capable of *not* speaking. My son is 21 months and has just started picking up his vocabulary, most recently adding my favorite word to date - "Mama." I melt. :)
For my daughter, potty training came at about 2.5 years old, and because she regressed after her baby brother came home, she was potty trained again at around 3 years old. Potty training is a milestone that doesn't seem so pleasant as its happening, but the rewards after it's complete are great. I find myself not anticipating potty training as much with my son, mainly because I will miss his adorable cloth diapers!
I was so excited for my daughter started preschool two days a week when she was 3. And now at age 4, she attends preschool four days a week. Being at home with me and her brother since she was a little over 2, I looked forward to her having some playtime with kids her own age. I have been so pleased with how much she has learned and grown over the last year, and I attribute a lot of that to her experiences in "class."
There are so many more events in the future that I can't wait to experience. First day of grade school. First real family vacation. First loose tooth. First best friend. First sleepover. First...everything. Playing dress up with my daughter today, she wanted to dress up as a bride. I find it hard to see that far into my children's future, but I know it will come sooner than I think.
Sometimes I think, as mothers, we anticipate milestones in our children's futures so much, that we forget to fully enjoy today. I admit that I struggle daily to really be present in my children's lives. To not forget that every day we have together is a gift to be cherished. To know that each today was the only today we had, and hope to be able to say each tomorrow that I made the best of it.
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Interested in writing a guest post for Monday's Mommy? Send me an email! cheeryhomemaker at gmail dot com.
I watched a little boy accept Christ yesterday and it brought me to tears thinking about my son! One day he will be big enough to understand and *hopefully* choose to follow God! This motherhood thing is no joke! Everything happens so fast.
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