Mobile man

Jack is becoming more and more active. He is discovering that he has control of the world around him, and then again he doesn't. His ball rolled under the couch. After many attempts to reach it, he reduced to repeatedly running his head into the couch while yelling. So tragic.

He is also almost standing! He crawls so fast. People at church barely see him zoom by!

I have rambled before about being a mother. I love it. I breathe it. I don't want to do anything else. It makes me so sad when people tell me my life will be over when he starts crawling or starts walking or starts talking etc. I have embraced every change so far and it's been great. Jack gets happier with every new motor skill mastered therefor mommy is happier. As long as everything is high enough that he can't reach it, we are in the clear.

When Jack walks, I will cry. Not because my life is over but because he was born yesterday and I blinked.

5.12.2013

Mothers Day and Jacks birthday. Every few years Jack and I will have to share this day. Last year, Jack gave me the best Mother's Day present he could give- himself, coming the day before Mother's Day.

I feel overwhelmed as I reflect on the past year. So much has changed. But the thing I love the most is learning to stay at home and be a full time mom.

How can a full grown woman learn so much from such a small baby? He taught me how to love unconditionally, how to function on little to no sleep, how to reign in my frustrations, and how to enjoy the little things I would normally overlook. Like the little bead on the floor. Goes straight in his mouth.

It's true what people say. Motherhood pushes you to wits end. Sometimes, I literally want to throw something at the wall. But I have been blessed with the gift of select memory loss. I remember the sweet things and tend to block out the tantrums, screaming, food throwing and waking up in the middle of the night. This "gift" is truly a blessing!

Miriam took these photos of us yesterday at Jacks birthday party. We don't have good family photos like this of us. The tears flowed as I looked at my little family. It's not the cute random family I see in the ads. This is MY family. There is so much love. My mom asked me to write what it means to be a mother. To me, it's watching Jack grow into a toddler and along the way help him learn the hard knocks of life. Discover texture. Discover discomfort. Discover happiness. Discover the world. I feel like I'm discovering it with him. Being a mother is discovering the world in a whole new way. A more beautiful way.

And Happy Birthday Jack. I can't believe it's been a year. Best year of my life.