Mommy Blog

Due to the major, life-altering milestone of mommy-hood, a new blog is in order. Visit me at: sweetbabyjack.wordpress.com.

7 Weeks

For seven weeks I have been intending to say something, anything, about the miracle of a mini-me who entered my life on January 14th. The hard part is not finding the time (I have been blessed with a baby who likes his sleep), it's finding the desire. Every spare moment I'm given I'd rather be gazing at my sleeping angel; walking through the neighbourhood with my little man in tow; kissing my husband for giving him to me; or curling up on the couch with my son snuggled deep into my chest. He will only be this tiny for a short time and I don't want to waste a second. So instead, I give you a montage of my last two months of bliss.

Sweet, the day after he was born.

What I do instead of blogging - watch my son sleep.

Sweet, snuggling with Mommy.

Family time.

And Now...I Wait

I have officially surpassed my due date, which coincidentally fell on my husband’s birthday. He crossed his fingers for our child to be born yesterday (as of 1 minute ago - happy birthday sweetheart) so he would no longer have to celebrate the slow progression of wrinkles and silvering hair. However, it appears that Sweet has taken on the ‘fashionable lateness’ qualities of his/her Mommy. I don’t blame my child; it’s much warmer in my voluptuous, insulated belly than it is in the chilled desert air. My 40-week ultrasound revealed that, despite my best doughnut-laden effort, Sweet does not exceed 8 pounds, so there is no urgency (yet) to induce.

And so…I wait. For an overcommitted work-a-holic, it is a rare occurrence to wake up with little more to do than anticipate my first contraction. Over a candlelit birthday dinner my husband and I smiled at each other adoringly and breathed in our last savory moments of silence.