One year

I haven’t written a blog in a little over two weeks. I can’t believe it’s been that long already ! My last two weeks have been so overwhelmingly busy. 

We celebrated our son’s first birthday on the 6th. My husband and I took him to the zoo, we decided against a big party, and wanted something more personal and intimate for the three of us. We had so much fun and it was definitely the start of a tradition. We also had smash cake pictures done the week before his birthday. They were circus themed and I special ordered his outfit. Oh, I was in love ! Tristan had so much fun playing and we had so much fun watching ! 

Tristan turning one was a big deal for me, as I am a first time mom, and this first year has gone so quickly. I can’t believe how big my little giant is already. 27 pounds and 32.25 inches tall, isn’t that a big toddler ? Where did my baby go ? I don’t think I ever even had one ! He hasn’t just grown this past year, but he has learned so much. I can’t believe how incredibly intelligent he is, and I’m not just being bias, I don’t think so anyway ! He has taught me so much since the day he was born, and he doesn’t even know. 

Right along with Tristan turning one, another big goal has been marked on the calendar. I exclusively breastfed him until he was 7 months old, which is when he decided he wanted to start eating solids. He wasn’t much for baby food, but always wanted to try what we were eating. He still nurses like a mad man, but he eats everything in sight and I allow him to have water diluted juice or plain water here and there. He never took to bottles, I was unable to pump any milk. He recently started using sippy ups.

I love that he looks to me for comfort. I set goals of 3 months, 6 months, 9 months and a year. So far, we have soared through each goal and have worked toward the next easily. The next goal is 15 months. I want him to self wean, when he’s ready, and I will accept his decision. It will definitely be bittersweet but at least I will know that I was able to sustain a life and give comfort when it was needed. I put his life first, a sacrifice that was all too easy to make. 

I recently submitted my application to become a breastfeeding counselor, and I have all my fingers and toes crossed that they accept my application. I would love the opportunity to help educate others and provide a support system to other mothers. Since I am unable to work, this would be an excellent journey for me to embark on. I am so excited ! 

Well, mommydom calls ! 

Follow your dreams and create goals !

❤ LAFMommy

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Embrace

My favorite time of year is upon us ! Spring ! This means I can open my windows and air out the staleness left behind by a bleak winter. Actually, our winter was not nearly as cold and icy as it usually is, so I was not complaining. However, it was still winter and it kept people inside their homes and it is always depressing. 

With Spring time, our little family gets to go outside and spend time at the park or go to the zoo. I get to clean out my house and prepare for a Yardsale, because, let’s face it, we all tend to accumulate items we do not need. 

I look forward to driving with the windows down and staying cool from the breeze. There is always this feeling of change that brings about happiness when the Spring time comes along. I embrace that feeling. 

Today, I have already cleaned out my garage and now I am laying my son down for a nap and then I want to clean up the basement. Does anyone else have a basement that is basically just a very large laundry room ? That is what we use it for at my house. I am taking this time to get caught up on all the laundry as well. The winter time makes me lazy, so now I have to remedy that laziness with productivity. 

Oh, I just love this time of year ! I wish it could be Spring all year round. 

❤ LAFMommy

The Start of Something Beautiful

Yesterday I posted on Facebook asking my friends to give me words that, in their opinion, described me. I began getting responses immediately with things such as; strong, kind, courageous, beautiful. These descriptive words are very nice, but they weren’t exactly what I was looking for. You see, I was trying to come up with the perfect name for this blog. I debated high and low on what I wanted to name it, and I finally came up with LAFMommy.

I told my husband what I was naming it and he said, “But no one will know what LAFMommy stands for.” It’s my job on this first post to tell you that. You see, for a long time I wondered what path I was meant for in life. I walked and walked and had yet to find where I was meant to be or where I fit in. I worked different types of jobs and I even have a degree, yet, I still wasn’t satisfied with where I was. I was engaged to a wonderful man, but I was still grasping for something. Now, don’t get me wrong, I loved my life the way it was, and I was extremely happy, but I knew there was more.

In September of 2014, I had this feeling, you know that gut feeling, where you know something is going on ? Well, I told my friend that I just KNEW I was pregnant, so I bought a test, took it, and sure enough before I could even set it down, it came back positive. I was ecstatic, nervous, scared; there weren’t enough words in the dictionary to describe my feelings. I cried, I laughed, I screamed.. It was a whole new beginning for me.

A long time ago I was told I would never conceive a child, and then I was told that if I did, I would never carry full term, if at all. Well, one year later I have to say they were wrong, and I have a beautiful, healthy and perfect 6 month old baby boy. It was not until after I had him, even until recently, that I discovered that THIS is what I was grasping for. I worked so hard on everything in my life, trying to be perfect. I felt like I failed over and over, but every day that I get up and I see the beautiful smile on Tristan’s face I am reminded why I am here, and I can’t help but have a smile on my face.

I have never loved anyone or anything as much as I do Tristan. So rewind a little, before Tristan I was lost in the world, trying to find my place. After Tristan was born, I found my place. I discovered my place was to be “Mommy.” I could have never asked for a better position. No amount of money could replace this.

Of all the experiences in my life, being Mommy is the greatest. So I am no longer lost, but found. I am Lost And Found Mommy.

-LAFMommy