Now that Oliver is 3 months old, I feel like we’ve emerged from the fog that characterizes the newborn phase. He started out his life as a pretty fussy baby but has slowly mellowed out and fallen into the groove of the family. I’ve noticed over the past few weeks that I’ve had several moments where I’ve had to stop and pinch myself because everything is going right! Here are a few examples:
1. Last Tuesday I put Oliver down to sleep in his pack n play for the first time. Prior to this moment he’d either nap in the Ergo or in his swing. Today I was feeling adventurous and put him down for a nap upstairs. He was a champ and went down without a fight. I scooped up Annaliese and we headed to the kitchen to dye Easter eggs. As I glanced around at the happy mess we were making in the kitchen and listened to the steady sound of Oliver breathing through the monitor, I thought to myself “I am ROCKING this mother of two thing!”
2. The weather has finally warmed up with the arrival of April. One afternoon last week I took both kids outside in the backyard after naps. The warm sun beat down on us as I pushed both kids on the swing set. “I can totally do this!” I said out loud.
3. Right now….right now is actually one of those moments! I’m sitting at the computer writing a blog post and eating a chocolate marshmallow egg while both kids snore away the afternoon. The laundry is folded and I actually know what I’m cooking for dinner tonight. I am awesome!!
Now don’t get me wrong, these moments of clarity are usually quickly followed by Annaliese shrieking that she needs to use the potty immediately while I decide just how red Oliver’s face can get from crying. Or trying to wrestle both kids into the car and noticing one of them has no shoes on and the other clearly needed a tissue about an hour ago. Or quickly taking a whiff of my shirt sleeve to decide if anyone else can smell the spit-up aroma I’m emitting.
But you know what? I’ll take it. I’m going to start focusing on these “SuperMom” moments and let those get me through the day. I’m going to briefly pause each time I feel like I’m kicking butt at my job and make sure I give myself a quick pat on the back. Then I’ll take a quick glance to make sure that hand didn’t have any baby poop on it.