Just Like Goober

A working suburban mom, a curious baby boy, and a whole lotta life

Life at 1 June 23, 2011

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Two weeks ago my baby turned 1.

It is still unfathomable to me how big he’s gotten. It’s almost like he knows too, that he passed some sort of milestone. In the past two weeks he started standing on his own, then walking on his own (!!!), he’s started babbling/talking, he plays much more independently. We’ve also transitioned to real milk and weened off the bottle & breast, leaving us a sippy cup only family! In two weeks time, I’ve gone from being the mother of a baby to the mother of a toddler. While I mourn the departing babyhood, I’m excited to get to know this new boy.

He’s funny, he laughs a lot. He is curious, he picks up everything and anything and tries to figure it out. He is kind, he loves sharing his food and toys and everything with his family. He’s a ham- if you laugh at something he does, he’ll continue to do it over and over and OVER again, just to keep making you laugh. He’s stubborn! We’ve ventured into the world of temper tantrums, of completely losing his shit if he doesn’t get what he wants.

I also have to think about setting better examples, such as NOT LAUGHING when he does something he’s not supposed to do, even if it’s cute and sort of funny, such as feeding his food to the dog or touching things he’s not supposed to touch and knows it. It’s really hard when he goes for the DVD player or TV buttons, and he looks at me with that impish grin that says “look at what I’m about to do…I know better, but I’m going to do it anyway and I’m looking to see what you’re going to do about it…!” I want to burst out laughing because he’s just such a cute little shit, but YOU CAN’T! MUST.NOT.ENCOURAGE.BAD.BEHAVIOR! And then, of course, I have to scold my parents, who are notorious for laughing at things just like this. I haven’t figured out if they’re laughing because he’s just so cute about it or if they’re laughing because they’ve been waiting almost 30 years to see this stuff come full circle. KHARMA- SHE’S QUITE A BITCH! Probably both.

Also, the week he turned one, we started taking him to a new baby-sitter. We had some issues with our previous one and I really wanted to move him to someone with more experience and structure. We found a fabulous lady and I’m so so happy with his new placement, but it was a definite transition, filled with separation anxiety and new routines. Hopefully we won’t be making another move for a long time.

So that’s what life with a one year old is looking like these days. I think I like it!


iPad Whore June 20, 2011

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Because I am a sellout, and because I’m broke, and because I can’t pass up the chance for free stuff…

I’m posting this to enter a contest offered by Buy More Contacts at Uppercase Woman! I want to win the iPad 2! Enter to win here!


365 Days of Goober June 9, 2011

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1 year ago today June 8, 2011

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Countdown June 6, 2011

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1 year ago. Well, a year and  a couple days ago. Other than these weekly belly shots, I didn’t agree to too many photos around this time!


Becoming a mother June 1, 2011

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8 days from today, my baby will turn 1 year old. And I will mark my 1 year anniversary of being a mother. 1 whole year. 52 weeks. 365 days. 8,760 hours. 525,600 minutes (name that musical!) of pure bliss and debilitating sleep deprivation and unbridled joy and constant confusion. It was exactly like I imagined and it was nothing like I imagined.

Becoming a mother was so strange. The moment they put that little boy into my arms, I was a mother, but at the same time, I wasn’t. I did have the emotional rush, the instant love for him, but when I looked down at this little baby, who I just met, it was like that feeling you get when you run into someone in the store and you feel like, “I know you….how do I know you?” He seemed familiar to me, but I wasn’t quite sure why. I was able to breastfeed right away and with ease, I was able to wake up every 2-3 hours without a problem. But I still felt like while I loved him, I wasn’t IN LOVE with him. I loved him kind of like I love all babies, or how I love certain family members. It was instant and ingrained, but it wasn’t the deep overwhelming kind of love you hear about. I wasn’t depressed or having the baby blues (yet), but I wasn’t sure who he was yet, and how do you fall in love with someone you don’t really know?

In the days and weeks following his birth, I learned about my little boy. I discovered what he smelled like (heaven) and how he preferred to sleep (on his side, only because he was not allowed to sleep on his belly). I learned what each noise he made meant and how to tell when he was hungry (HE YELLS) and how to tell when he was wet (you better check, because he’s not saying anything). And I learned that when he opened his eyes and he looked at me, I melted like hot butter. I was in love. It wasn’t instant, and that was perfect for us. I experienced a more drawn out version of falling in love with my child and I wouldn’t have changed it for anything.

Next week I’m hoping to put together a slideshow to share here for his first birthday. I realized I’ve never shared any pictures of the Goober, so that’ll be all at once. I’m also hoping to compile some list of firsts and milestones so that I don’t forget as the days, weeks, and years count on (baby books are a huge fail on my part.) But today, with just over a week left in this first year, I’d like to take a chance to acknowledge the amazing feat that is becoming a mother and surviving this first year and coming out the other side with a healthy and happy child. It is without a doubt the greatest thing I’ve ever done.