I can’t even believe it’s time to write this post. I have so many mixed emotions these days that I think I just don’t want to be reminded that I no longer have an itty bitty baby. I have beautiful not-so-little baby that is becoming a toddler and I’m realizing now why moms still look at their last kids a little differently. They will always be babies. I kind of wish MiniE would stay a baby. I have absolutely LOVED every minute with her. So let’s get into this already, before I start crying.
- Officially 1 year and 1 month old.
- Weighs about 19 lbs…yeah, she’s petite. If you’ve ever met my baby sister, I’m pretty sure MiniE is going to follow in her small but fiery footsteps.
Feeding: We stopped breastfeeding at 8 months and she had no trouble switching to formula but now we’ve moved on to whole milk. She has 8 teeth and loves all food. Her favorite foods right now are: Bananas, cheerios, cooked carrots, and she loved her birthday cake.
Sleep: She loves her sleep. She has been sleeping through the night since about 3 months. In fact, she gets angry if she’s not in bed by 8:00. She doesn’t want me to rock her to sleep, she just want to be put in her crib.
Getting Around: She is almost completely mobile. Steps are becoming more frequent and she has really taken to following her brother around. She loves opening cabinets and pulling all the contents out too.
She loves her big brother. In the AM, I always wake him up first and then her. The first thing I do when I put her down to change her diaper is reach for her brother who is always there to hold her hand. It’s quite possibly the sweetest thing ever.
She is easy going, mild mannered, loving, sweet, curious, talkative, energetic, interactive and just all around the best baby ever. What else can I say?! She’s perfect.
Motherhood: I’m as happy as a mom could be. I have two beautiful, healthy, active kids. In my mind, life can’t get any better. I balance work and motherhood as best I can and it’s working out alright. There are days when it’s all I can do to get them down and not pass out on the floor other days, I could stay up all night. I’m just happy I’m not in school anymore.
Physical: Let me say it this way…I’m happy with the things I can control. There are parts of my body that definitely will never be the same.
- I have extra skin around my stomach,
- More veins showing in my legs,
- My boobs are smaller than they were before I had kids (I didn’t even think that was possible but now I could pretty much shop in the little girls section).
My weight is fine, I am actually less than I was before kids and I attribute that to the fact that they never let me sit down. If you keep up with me on instagram, you’ll see that we are always moving and I wouldn’t have it any other way!
Muscle mass is good, I want to get a little stronger still but all things considered I’m good.
Am I proud of my body? I’m proud of what it does for me, I’m proud of the two kids it has allowed me to produce. There was a time though where I had a little strut in my step, where I was, dare I say it, confident in the way I looked but these days, that strut is gone. I’m being honest here. I don’t feel like anything special physically and that’s ok. I’m not upset about it, it just is. I feel and look like a mother of two and that’s fine with me. Does that make sense?
I’m being honest. There are still some postpartum side effects that I’m dealing with…lose of hair and breakouts that could rival a pubescent teen to name a couple.
Overall, life really is good. I have NO complaints. I’ve found my rhythm with my fitness routines, I am enjoying my work, my husband rocks and life could just stay like this for a while and I would be fine.