Mother’s Day

Well, my very first Mother’s Day is coming to a close. Alex was very well behaved for all but the hour and a half I spent trying to get him down for his afternoon nap only to wake up ten minutes later. Fortunately bed time was as smooth as I could have ever asked for, with the exception of him putting himself to sleep, of course.

On Thursday, my Mother brought me a Mother’s Day balloon, which Alex adored:

Happy Mother's Day

Happy Mama Day

Day 9

There is nothing like seeing a smile on your child’s face to make Mother’s Day perfect!

I received a cute bag full of travel size lotions and body washes, and Zach got me Juno and Sweeney Todd, both movies that I absolutely adore. We watched Juno last night laying in bed, and, like any movie that has anything to do with having a baby, I teared up. Literally, any movie. Honestly, I could start crying during a commercial about giving birth if I didn’t hold myself back. What has Motherhood done to me? I digress…

The wine my Mom brought over on Saturday night was not only very good, but also came in an awesome bottle (in fact, I’m pretty sure that is the reason she bought it!):

Day 8

And, like I mentioned before, Alex doesn’t need real toys. He loves a good water bottle:

Enjoying the water bottle

Mother’s Day

5 Minutes For Mom is hosting a Mother’s Day Contest! The best part about this contest (besides the 1000 dollar prize!) is that it is a photo contest, where you share a picture that “tell[s] some sort of story of what motherhood means to you.” I have been absolutely thrilled to look through all of the fantastic entries.

Jaundiced Alex, two days old, with mom

This is Alexander, two days after he was born via cesarean section after three hours of unsuccessful pushing following 14 hours of labor. To me, motherhood is about love, giving and a bit of fear. Love for your children, giving them everything you are able, and fear for their well being. Alex ended up highly jaundiced, and only a few hours after this picture he was taken from me and sent to the NICU. He was by far the largest baby in the NICU (at 9 pounds 12 ounces!) but I was scared nonetheless. In the picture you can see how yellow he is, and also my IV, which I was given after getting a high fever during labor. This picture reminds me of all of the emotions I felt, and exactly what motherhood is: love, giving and a bit of fear.