Trey and Mama, part 3
What a great day Trey and I have had. Today was a work-from-home day for me, and Trey was an absolute angel. Probably just glad to have his routine back after last week. He has become very interested in his shape sorter and puzzles lately, and many times puts the pieces in the right slots. It is so neat to watch him learn.
We took a little field trip this evening to see one of my dearest friends, who had a baby last week. We took dinner for her and her family, and got to visit for a little while. I honestly had never been around a baby that small, a little over six pounds. Trey never got below 8 pounds.
But it brought back a lot of memories for me. Oh how difficult the first few months of Trey's life were. I was scared to death. Of doing something wrong, of not feeding him enough, terrified that things would never be "normal" again. Should we ever add to our family, I hope and pray that I won't allow the hormones to take over again, that I can actually enjoy being the mom of an infant.
Along those lines, tonight gave a bit of a glimpse into how things would be. Trey did not want to let go of me so I could hold the baby, then when I did, he was very jealous. I often wonder how it would be if the Lord gave us another child. It's not exactly a secret that Trey is attention-spoiled. It would be a rude awakening for sure. But probably one that would benefit everyone in the long run.
But that is a discussion for later. It seems like I am the only mid-twenties woman NOT having a baby this year. Just in my group of closest friends, there are seven pregnancies. Such wonderful miracles, such joy in new life. Or nineteen-month-old life.
We took a little field trip this evening to see one of my dearest friends, who had a baby last week. We took dinner for her and her family, and got to visit for a little while. I honestly had never been around a baby that small, a little over six pounds. Trey never got below 8 pounds.
But it brought back a lot of memories for me. Oh how difficult the first few months of Trey's life were. I was scared to death. Of doing something wrong, of not feeding him enough, terrified that things would never be "normal" again. Should we ever add to our family, I hope and pray that I won't allow the hormones to take over again, that I can actually enjoy being the mom of an infant.
Along those lines, tonight gave a bit of a glimpse into how things would be. Trey did not want to let go of me so I could hold the baby, then when I did, he was very jealous. I often wonder how it would be if the Lord gave us another child. It's not exactly a secret that Trey is attention-spoiled. It would be a rude awakening for sure. But probably one that would benefit everyone in the long run.
But that is a discussion for later. It seems like I am the only mid-twenties woman NOT having a baby this year. Just in my group of closest friends, there are seven pregnancies. Such wonderful miracles, such joy in new life. Or nineteen-month-old life.
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