This year our oldest turned 4, and we had a new baby. Also, today is Mother’s Day.
Balancing my time between my two kids is still a struggle — a struggle which I was not prepared for.
I was also not prepared on how emotionally draining it can be. I was watching Ali Wong’s new Netflix special this morning and one of her jokes mentioned how our interest in glittery / bedazzled / rhinestone-y things is to compensate for the light inside of us getting sucked out by motherhood. I found it funny. My husband on the other hand wondered if that’s how I felt. Truth be told, I have my days. Just a couple of weeks ago I was walking around the mall looking for an outfit for our daughter’s Christening and I almost broke down because none of what I tried on properly fit. The baby weight usually doesn’t bother me but that day it did, and it creeps up on me once in a while.
Motherhood is tough. Keeping your tiny humans alive and raising them to be good people while keeping your s**t together and not losing your sense of self is tough.
All I can hope for is to be half the mother my mom is, and for my kids to understand I’m doing the best I can.
Finally! I can actually feel contractions! I have been having light cramping for the past couple of days but it would end up either as me passing gas, or a contraction.
At my doctor’s appointment today I was told I am currently 2 cm dilated. I was elated! At least now I know something is actually happening down there. The doctor offered to do a sweep to get labor going more, but also informed me that it’ll hurt. I didn’t go ahead with it because I don’t think looking after a three-year-old and low pain tolerance will mix well especially since I don’t know if the pain will be during or after the sweep.
I sure am glad I already have my hospital bag ready though.
My husband asked me today if I simply wanted for this pregnancy to be over with.
NO. Especially since I know there’s a slim chance I’ll get pregnant again in the future. My husband is ok with 2 kids, while I on the other hand would love one more. So we’ll see how everything plays out.
I’m due on Valentine’s Day, and all I can do right now is hope that this baby do come out on the 14th. But that’s hoping. In reality, she can come out before or after that. All I’m concerned about is not getting induced. I have a very low pain tolerance and I’ve heard getting induced is more painful than normal labour.
So far I’m doing ok. I have zero energy but I’m glad I’m still able to do a bit of housework and play with my daughter. I’ve been trying to stay active since I was told it also helps a lot with labor. It’s not as easy now that I’m on maternity leave compared to when I’m still working.
Anyway, I can’t seem to shake myself out of my regular work schedule where I head to bed at 9 PM, so goodnight. 🙂
I had another routine ultrasound last week. This one was a bit uncomfortable because they needed me to have a full bladder. My family kept on telling me to not pee because I needed a full bladder and honestly, at how far along I was, filling up my bladder is not that hard.
It’s amazing how a few months worth of growing makes. Once again, we saw her body parts which we’ve seen the last time I went for an ultrasound: her limbs, a profile of her face, her stomach, her heart / heartbeat. But what I was incredibly happy about is seeing her face. True, ultrasound faces are not very clear but it’s the fact that we were able to see the front view of her face: eyelids, nose and mouth.
Also, this pregnancy is so much different from my first. My self-esteem is definitely taking a beating: my legs are swollen, I gained more weight, and I got way more stretch marks regardless of how much moisturizer I apply on my belly. Honestly though, I wouldn’t trade all of this for the world if at the end of all this, we get a healthy and happy baby.
We’ve also started pulling out Taylor’s old clothes to get washed and sorted. I can’t believe how much clothes a tiny person can accumulate in almost 4 years! We’ve also pulled out Taylor’s ducky suit (pictured above) to bring home baby no. 2 in. It’s the same suit Taylor wore when we took her home from the hospital. Nostalgia’s hitting hard these past few days as we start to get everything ready.
Taylor is almost 4, and will be a big sister soon.
I cannot even begin to tell you how many times I had to fight with my three-year-old to try out new foods. Now let me clear out what “new” means. “New foods”, when it comes to me feeding it to my toddler means either one of two things:
The same kind of food but cooked differently. For example, mashed potatoes and roasted potatoes. They’re both potatoes but they are prepared and cooked differently.
Something totally new. Something she has never tried before.
I used to envy other parents whenever I see their kids eat whatever is laid out in front of them. There’s no “I don’t want that” or “I don’t like it”. They just eat while I’m on the other side struggling to get my kid to take even a single bite.
I now have come to realize my daughter has specific tastes of her own ad once in a while, I would need to navigate around it. However, one trick I found works with her whenever I’m introducing something new is telling her this:
Simply try it. If you don’t like it, I won’t ask again.
This works 99% of the time. It allows her to decide for herself if she’ll like what I put in her mouth or not. If she says it’s yummy, I’ll ask her if she wants more. If not, then I stop. More often than not, she ends up coming back and asking for more.
I think becoming a parent has made me more aware of raising a person who not only eat a variety of food, but also is willing to try those he/she has never had before.
What about you? Do you have any tips or tricks into getting your toddlers or kids to eat new foods?