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Well for once the weathermen were right and we were hit with ice. No school for Blake today, which means no work for mommy and a late start to work for daddy. So after Blake's 6:30am bottle this morning we both crawled back in bed with daddy and fell back asleep until almost 9. The three of us snuggling in bed and getting a few extra zzzzz's....HEAVEN!
Due to the impending ice storm that they say is headed our way, Blake's school closed today at noon. Which means, mommy and Blake time all afternoon. Woo Hoo! (We even got to eat lunch with daddy today, what a special treat!)
Every day is a fun and new adventure with Blake. Brad and I are filled with endless joy as we watch Blake learn new things and take everything in around him. Its amazing how fast time goes by and how much Blake has grown physically and developmentally in the last 8 1/2 months.
Here are a few stats on Mr. Blake on what he's been learning these days...
- I guess you could say he crawls, but he can't go forward, only backwards. He can turn though and change directions! He has perfected this quite well and always seems to lodge himself under the entertainment center...no matter where he started out!
-He walks while holding onto the ottoman. He'll then turn and take a step towards me while holding onto nothing and then grab a hold of me.
-Started feeding himself Cheerios, instead of me having to feed them to him.
-Now waves his hand...although I don't know if he knows the meaning behind it yet.
-And the most exciting development to me, is Blake now says Mama!!! He had been ALL about Dada for quite some time now and everything was dada this and dada that. But as of Saturday Mama or Mum as he also says, is slowly climbing to the top of his vocabulary! It absolutely warms my heart.
As for all of us, our weekend was pretty low key. Mom was finally released from ICU into a regular room at the end of the week, so Brad and I took Blake up to see his Grandma on Saturday. Blake was so happy to see Grandma and Grandpa and I think it made Grandma's day as well! Here is a pic of Blake so happy to be with Grandma and Grandpa...
Other than our visit at the hospital nothing else exciting filled our weekend. We're looking forward to next weekend to see some of our friends at the annual Super Bowl party we attend.
A lot has happened since my last post 10 days ago. The day after I made my last post, my mom was admitted back into the hospital. She went from bad to worse and Saturday my mom was admitted into the ICU after a pretty scary day. Mom is a fighter though and doing everything she can to beat this crummy disease. My brother, aunt and uncle were all in town this weekend and there will be pictures soon to follow from the weekend. Mom is still in ICU but much more stable and just taking everything day by day. I tend to keep my feelings bottled up inside so as an attempt to release some of them, I am posting a letter to my mom.
Dear Momma,
I know it shouldn't take you being in the hospital for me to express to you all that you mean to me, but I can't let this time go without expressing it. You have helped shape the person I am today. While I have hit bumps in the road and taken wrong turns along the way, you have always been by my side to guide me and pass your advice down to me to get me through. I have been able to achieve one of the dreams I have always had, to become a mother myself. I am forever grateful you have been able to see that and be such a big part of my journey of motherhood. I feel I am a good mom to Blake and I feel that I owe a large part of that to you. You gave me the tools throughout my life and showered me with endless love that I am now able to pass down to my child. The sacrifices you made in your life to always make sure Adam and I had what we needed are more evident to me now that I am a mother myself and I am also forever grateful for all you have done for us both. I need you to know that I understand how hard this past year has been for you and has not been easy in the least to endure all you have endured, but the effort you are putting into fighting this means everything to me. I need you here. I need to be able to pick up the phone at the end of a hard day and hear your voice or when I need advice about Blake or life in general I need you to turn to. More than anything I need you here for Blake. I need you here long enough for him to form memories of his grandma...special memories that I know you will help shape in his life. Memories he can carry with him forever. Just like the memories I will always carry with me of the times we have shared together, the special times we shared from my childhood.
I am here for you in anyway I possibly can be. Please know how much I love you.
Love,
Brookelett
One of many songs that I have been singing this entire weekend. Along with Hot Potato and Dorothy the Dinosaur. The things you do to make your child happy...like while driving all weekend listening to nothing but the Wiggles. I think I may actually enjoy my commute into the office in the morning listening to the RADIO!
Our weekend began with a bit of a hiccup when I picked Blake up from school and his teachers told me Blake was not his normal playful self and had spent much of the day sleeping and occasionally tugging on his right ear. I left praying Blake was just sleepier than normal and nothing more. However, when we got home he felt warm and after the swipe of the thermometer confirmed he was in fact running a fever and deciding it was best to take him to the doctor then instead of the possibility of him getting worse over the weekend, we headed to the doctor. The doctor then confirmed his teacher's suspicion...ear infection. His second one in a month. Let's hope this is not a constant battle we are facing. We started Blake on an antibiotic and has been fever free and Mr. Happy Baby since Friday evening. Whew!
Friday our family was very grateful for the fact that my mom FINALLY came home from her almost 3 week hospital stay. It was a little bitter sweet however, since we were told mom is not doing well. We are all very anxious for her return to the doctor tomorrow to see where her numbers are at and get an idea on her future prognosis. The most exciting part of mom's return home was the ability for her to see Mr. Blake again! We were not allowed to bring Blake to the hospital so my mom was in extreme Blake withdrawals. I think Blake was a great dose of medicine for my mom and just what she needed. I think spending the time together was really just what ALL of us needed.
Mr. Happy Pants...
Blake sleeping in grandma's arms...
It is Sunday evening and the holidays and time off work are ending faster than I care for it to. As I sit here I have a knot in my stomach and a lump in my throat. Why? Because tomorrow morning I return to the real world, which involves me sitting behind a desk all day while Mr. Blake is at school. The thought of being away from him again all day, five days a week is leaving me feeling a little broken hearted. I have spent a lot of time with Blake these past few weeks and I have loved every second of all this extra time together. Yes, some days have left me feeling exhausted, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Blake is growing so fast, his babiness rapidly depleting, leaving me desperate to hold onto it for as long as I can, wanting to soak in every minute with him. I watch Blake so curious of the world around him, learning something new everyday, doing a new cute trick every day and I fall more in love with him every day. Brad and I took advantage of a few hours that we did spend away from Blake on Friday by doing something we hadn't done in a long time...we saw a movie. Its weird how sometimes after leaving a movie it makes you look at your own life and question certain things in it. One of the parts was the wife/mom saying she did not want to be one of those moms that only sees their child for an hour every night before bed because they spent the day working. I started crying. I am one of those moms and it is heart wrenching at times. It is a constant struggle and I know some days, some weeks are harder than others to deal with it. Today, I can't imagine going back to being that mom, the mom that spends more time at the office than with their child. I will go back to missing some of his new daily tricks and I wish there was an easy solution to take away that pain, that guilt. For now...I count down the days until MLK day, i.e., long weekend.
