Mom Rollercoaster

Sometimes you have rough mom weeks.

A couple of weeks ago poor little Charlie came down with a bummer cold which was accompanied by a high fever and double ear infections. 

 He didn't sleep because he was so stuffed up and his fever kept spiking. During the day we snuggled on the couch reading hundreds of books with Curious George on repeat. I definitely love the snuggles but after days of being confined to the inner walls of our apt, I felt pretty isolated. Especially since this was round two of sickness in the past couple of months.

Finally he started feeling better but his bad whiny habits lingered, temper tantrums abounded and my motherly patience was stretched impossibly thin. Dirty dishes hung around for days, laundry piles reached an unimaginable height, and my motivation was zero.

By the end of the week I was feeling down down down. I know I am blessed to be able to stay home with my baby but sometimes the days are LONG and LONELY.

Then sometimes you have awesome mom weeks. Days where you are spent laughing with one another instead of screaming, where you are effective without feeling frazzled, and everything just flows.

With Charlie finally feeling better and fantastic weather we started the week off with multiple walks a day to throw rocks in the river, observe bugs in the sidewalk and race cars down the path. We were able to go to music time and story time at the library where we laughed together at the silly songs and I delightfully watched him try to coordinate his toddler arms and legs to follow along with the actions.

We had a mom and son date for free lunch at Ikea and a trip to the duck pond to feed the ducks. I laughed out loud when Charlie fearlessly walked up to the honking geese and laughs when as they nab the whole slice of bread out of his hand.

Mid week we were invited to a little friends Bubble birthday party where they get to blow bubbles of all different sizes, stomp on bubble wrap, splash in a pool of bubble bath and eat bubble cupcakes. The thrill of bubbles is not lost as you grow older. I was equally delighted to participate in all the activities. and Charlie is pretty thrilled with his new word "bubbles".

Along with the bubble party we were also able to attend a darling St Patricks Day Party that a cute friend of mine hosted.  The party was complete with a delicious spread of green foods, festive thumbprint shamrock cards, green dress-ups, and a leprechaun hunt for treasure. 

Nothing particularly exciting happened this week but everyday felt so full. Full of fun, exploring, laughter and learning. I ended the week feeling overwhelmingly grateful for the opportunity I have to spend my days with my little man. Observing potato bugs on the sidewalk. Reading books on the porch. Teaching him to be kind. Teaching him to pray. These are awesome mom moments.

 I know there are many rough mom days, weeks, months and probably years ahead but I know there are many more wonderful moments I can look forward to as well.