mile·stone [mahyl-stohn]
-noun
1. a stone functioning as a milepost.
2. a significant event or stage in the life, progress, development, or the like of a person, nation, etc.
This last week we definitely experienced definition number 2. It was a big week for "milestones" in the Broderick-Kartye house. Both milestones didn't actually occur at our house, they occurred while we were in Sacramento visiting family.
Milestone #1: Nora rolled over from her back to her stomach. Woohoo! Take a look! Pretty darn cute.
Milestone #2: Nora reached her arms out for me to hold her. It just about melted my heart. Poor Kevin. She ADORES Kevin but when it is time for bed in the evening, she wants her Mom.
Every day that goes by, and every discovery Nora makes (I think I like the word discovery better than milestone), feels bittersweet. I have LOVED every stage, and each one gets better and better. I am just not ready for her to "grow up" and get all childlike on me. I want to freeze time, yet I'm excited for what the future brings.
We are looking forward to many more discoveries from our little Nora Belle.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Balance
I never thought this day would come. In fact I felt like all summer I was trying to fight time, hoping it would just stand still and the school year would never make an appearance. I was wrong.
Well, the school year did arrive which meant that I would be heading back to work. I knew I wasn't going to be going back full time but it brought a lot of anxiety back into my life. I have never been a mom, wife and teacher all at the same time and I didn't know what to expect. I wanted to give 100% to all areas and thought that once the year started I would fail in something. That frightened me. More than anything I didn't want to be away from Nora. Knowing though that she would be with family, in her own home, peace began to settle in.
The first few days were so hard. Not to say that it is any easier now. It is so hard to leave her chubby cheeks, high pitched squeal, adorable thighs and loving personality. I know that I have to leave and I just have to make the best of it. The good thing is, she is with family and she is at our home. Also, I only work Monday, Tuesday and then every other Wednesday.
So far, it feels good to be out. I know that I will get a shower, teeth brushed, hair and makeup done all before 8 am., so that is a plus. And the best part...I get to have that "coming home" moment. I get to be the one to walk in the door and see her face light up and smile.
It definitely is a balancing act. Kuddos to all the working moms out there. I never thought I would be a working mom, but I am learning to enjoy it and it isn't as bad as what I thought it would be. I definitely savor every moment with her. And...like I said, I get to leave and come home to a happy baby girl.
As you can see, she is doing pretty well. With that double chin, it's apparent she is having no trouble taking a bottle. I seriously could eat her up.
Well, the school year did arrive which meant that I would be heading back to work. I knew I wasn't going to be going back full time but it brought a lot of anxiety back into my life. I have never been a mom, wife and teacher all at the same time and I didn't know what to expect. I wanted to give 100% to all areas and thought that once the year started I would fail in something. That frightened me. More than anything I didn't want to be away from Nora. Knowing though that she would be with family, in her own home, peace began to settle in.
The first few days were so hard. Not to say that it is any easier now. It is so hard to leave her chubby cheeks, high pitched squeal, adorable thighs and loving personality. I know that I have to leave and I just have to make the best of it. The good thing is, she is with family and she is at our home. Also, I only work Monday, Tuesday and then every other Wednesday.
So far, it feels good to be out. I know that I will get a shower, teeth brushed, hair and makeup done all before 8 am., so that is a plus. And the best part...I get to have that "coming home" moment. I get to be the one to walk in the door and see her face light up and smile.
It definitely is a balancing act. Kuddos to all the working moms out there. I never thought I would be a working mom, but I am learning to enjoy it and it isn't as bad as what I thought it would be. I definitely savor every moment with her. And...like I said, I get to leave and come home to a happy baby girl.
As you can see, she is doing pretty well. With that double chin, it's apparent she is having no trouble taking a bottle. I seriously could eat her up.
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