Sunday, April 7, 2013

Oliver's First Year of Life

My little 7 pound and 2 ounce boy is one year old today...my how time flies literally. I still remember my labor and delivery like yesterday. So here is my letter to my one year old son on our magical journey through our first year as a 3 person family...


Oliver, My Dearest Treasured Gift From God,

 The day you came into my life was a magical one, I had no idea what I was in for, however I loved you before I even met you my son. You were the most precious living creature I had ever laid eyes on even though you came out purple (that freaked out your dad a little). I was in awe of you from the moment I looked into your eyes. The first night was surreal...after being in labor all day and then coming home in the middle of the night we were all exhausted. I couldn't believe I was a mother and you were really here with us. We didn't plan on you sleeping in the bed with us...but it was the most natural thing for me to do and so I did what felt right, and you sir were in our bed snuggled up with mommy from day one. I also had a bumpy road trying to breastfeed you...you did not want to latch lazy boy. You came out of the womb so calm and chill. So mommy had to get lots of support in order to get you on your way to become a super sucker :) . I remember the first month all you did was nurse. I felt like such a useless couch potato at times...since all I was doing was sitting/laying with you and nursing you. I had to remind my self constantly that I am sustaining life with my body...and that in itself is a SUPER POWER. I remember that the first 3 months you wanted to be held always. I wore you in a wrap most of the time just like I do now at a year. I had a terrible fear that I would never be able to put you down...that I would have to hold you forever, but that changed after 3 months.  You slowly were gaining your independence.  I also started to go back to Crossfit and you came with us and loved it there. You slept through all the noise and loved all the attention from the coaches and athletes. You were the center of attention everywhere.We also started to exclusively cloth diaper you on your 3 month birthday as well, which was my goal from the beginning since your mamma is kind of a hippie go-green kind of gal. I just remember that I could stare at you for hours and your little extremities and features always took my breath away. I don't know how you managed but every day you seemed to be getting cuter and cuter. Your smiles melted my heart and every little sound you made turned me into mush...by the way most of the sounds you made sounded like dinosaur sounds lol, You had many experiences with us. I took you out wrapped up in a baby wrap from the start.

After 3 months you didn't like driving in the car, so I couldn't take you many places unless someone drove with us. It was the only thing that you did that drove me a little crazy...You didn't like the stroller either. There were many times I had to carry you back on our walks. Your personality started to really shine at around 4 months...you became so much more interactive with us. You started to play with toys and recognize us so much more. At five months you loved sitting in the bouncy chair and started to sit very well by yourself. I started spending more time with you outdoors as well. You loved sitting outside in the fresh air looking at the trees, birds and our dog Zippo at the time. At six months you loved being in the jumping chair we hung from the door frame...you would bounce for quite a while there. We also started to introduce solids to you at this point and bought you your first high chair from Ikea. We started you out with egg yolks, avocado and bananas...and slowly tried different fruits and veggies with you. You even were chewing on kale. You had your first Halloween, we dressed you up as a baby dragon at the birth center and were seduced by a cute little bumble bee named Isabella. At the end of your sixth month your bottom two teeth emerged. Thanks to the amber necklace you have on 24/7 momma didn't know until I decided to rub your gums and I felt the first one. We also started to put you in the nursery during church services at Calvary Chapel Hollywood so that daddy and I could pay more attention and you could play with the other babies. You did well even though daddy and I were a nervous wreck leaving you. Month seven was lively, you were eating more and growing so quickly. You had your first Thanksgiving and were munching on a whole turkey leg followed by a bowl full of whipped cream thanks to babicka. We also found out that you LOVE LOVE LOVE oranges. I took you to vote for the 2012 presidential election, you stood in line with me and then one of the poll workers watched you while I filled out my ballot ( I did not vote for Obama, just saying in case you were curious). After voting we went to eat sushi and of course you couldn't eat sushi at 7 months...so I gave you some veggies to play with and a piece of orange on my plate as decoration ..and that was it...your addiction began. Still today you love your oranges.

Month eighth was a biggy, you became mobile. You started to crawl on my birthday and boy were you happy to be on the move. You celebrated your first Christmas, and we bought you some WOD Toys. These were the only plastic toys I approved of...lol  I only wanted natural toys for you. Most of your toys were wood. The idea was for you to use your imagination and become a thinker with out all the excess stimuli from the electronic toys. Your daddy and I took you to take pictures with Santa at Bass Pro Shops...you were a good boy and started exploring Santa's beard. We also got a new member of our family, Toby a Louisiana Catahoula Leopard Dog puppy. At this point you were standing pretty well with the assistance of furniture and other large stable objects. You  also had your two top teeth come through at this point. Month nine you became quite the independent explorer...and mess maker. You began ripping and eating paper, chewing on books and cardboard, and your meals were now much messier. I started to give you many different food using baby led weaning. Good thing we had dogs to clean up your scraps from the floor. Unfortunately we lost one... We had to put Zippo down due to cancer even thought you loved him so much. Month ten was great. You started to do your morning poops and pees in the potty. You love sitting on the potty as long as I entertain you with all the wonders of the bathroom (hair rollers, brushes, bottles...). You also started climbing stairs like crazy at the park...totally on your own. The bottom right incisor came through too, then the two top ones followed. Month eleven was crazy. You started to get into everything...all the cabinets, draws...everything. Keeping me busy all day long. Took you to your first petting zoo, you go crazy for animals of all shorts. The last incisor on the bottom popped threw. You are standing strong and ready to walk soon. You walk with a walker and can stand by yourself. You have a great squat from a Crossfit perspective lol. You are eating everything in sight including dirt and anything else you can get your hands on.  I have been letting you get dirty and muddy a lot lately...keeping you naked more too so I don't have to do so much laundry. You are addicted to blueberries, egg yolks and oranges at this point in time, but you eat almost everything with a preference for meats. I can't get you to eat the egg whites...tried omelet style, scramble and plain... and you will not touch it. You are so funny and your personality is great. You have a little bit of a temper when things don't go your way. You point everywhere and say "deh" at everything. You are so smart and can identify a lot of things already. We never gave you a bottle which was my goal and I am so happy with the bond we have on our journey in breastfeeding. You are quite fond of my boobies and as embarrassing as this might be when you get older, you love playing with my nipples (as do most breastfed babies, so it is not a weird thing, it is actually instinctual). You say mama but I think you are referring to my boobs. If you even see them in sight you jump on them like a zombie on fresh flesh. You sleep well and still with us in the bed. You love the out doors, you want to be out all the time. You are completely covered in bug bites and that doesn't stop you. You make every morning worth waking up to. You are the joy of my life and even the hardest craziest day with you is worth it because you are in my life. You have many friends and life is good.

I pray for many years that I can spend with you and watch you grow. I love you so very much and want you to know that what ever I do as a mom I am doing to the best of my ability, knowledge and an abundance of love and sacrifice. No parent is perfect and by no means am I...but I want you to know that I am trying my very best to be the mother you deserve. I apologize for not understanding your every need. You are quite mischievous at times and require some discipline, just know it is for your own good so you don't hurt yourself or others.


Loving you Unconditionally Now and Forever, Your Maminka