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May 22, 2010

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Turning one = CHANGES


Matthew is learning many lessons about life. The biggest lesson is that things change. Now that his age is measured in years, not weeks or months, some big things have changed for him.

With the change in age, came a move at daycare. He moved up to the one year old room a couple of weeks ago. He loves Mrs. Tee, his new teacher. He still gives Mrs. Shirley (baby room teacher) a hug every morning. But when Mrs. Tee stops by to get him, he jumps to his feet and marches down the hall to his classroom like a big boy. I know a lot of people think that children this young can’t be taught things. But I am here to tell you that with the right teacher, they most certainly can learn. I have witnessed the children in Matthew’s class learning. They line up and go to the sink when Mrs. Tee tells them to wash their hands before eating. After washing their hands, they throw their paper towels in the trash and go to their seats at the table. They hum the blessing along with Mrs. Tee and then they eat from a plate, feeding themselves with spoons or their fingers. Not much food ends up on the floor either. I count that as a major accomplishment. Before Matthew moved up, I wouldn’t dream of giving him his entire plate of food, because I have witnessed the windshield wiper game on a high chair tray full of food. Now he is developing table manners. If there is something on his plate that he doesn’t feel like eating, he doesn’t feel the need to throw it on the floor.

And Mrs. Tee gets all the kids to take a nap on a mat on the floor, not confined. The kids sit on the floor and sing songs during circle time. They recognize pictures in picture books and can even tell you some letter sounds. And in just a couple of short weeks, Matthew has already learned some other things. Like he has learned to hum the wheels on the bus and he does the wipers on the bus incredibly well. He has also learned that sand tastes bad, as does chalk and crayons. He is learning to be nice to girls. I caught him kissing a three year girl through the playground fence. He is already learning that girls like flowers. My little Romeo noticed a yellow dandelion on the playground, which he proceeded to pick and take over to the fence separating the three year old playground from the little one’s playground. At the fence he handed the flower to a little 3 year old girl. She exclaimed about how pretty it was, so he goes and picks, one at a time, 10 more flowers for this little girl. She had a lovely yellow bouquet by the time he was done. Where he learned this I can not even fathom, but it just reinforced my opinion that he is a real sweetie. The next day he spent his outside time picking flowers for one of the teachers, Mrs. Katie. And the day after he gave some to Leah in the baby room.

He does art projects and plays outside everyday. (I can't wait to hang his artwork on the fridge.) He is learning to share and play well with others. He is thriving in this room already. I am excited to see what he has learned and made each day.

Matthew had to get tubes put in his ears just over a week ago. So far everything seems to be fine. I wish he hadn’t had to get them, but if they help him, then I am OK with it. I was very nervous about it, but it turned out to be no major ordeal. And if they keep him from having ear infections that antibiotics can’t clear up, then that is wonderful.

And now that Matthew is old enough and big enough, we got him a big boy car seat. He looks so small in that great big seat. Some things have changed with riding forwards. He gets more distracted, so he naps less. He also wants to talk to me more. Now that he is facing forward, I can no longer eat or drink anything unless I am prepared to share it.

Well those are the latest developments in the Stanley's story.

Hoppy Easter!


We made a trip to Hertford County for Easter. It felt good to go back home for Easter. Last year is the only year that I have not been home at Easter and that was because it was too close to my due date for me to feel comfortable traveling. Me-Ma and Pappy were very glad that we visited. They missed Matty.

Matthew got to spend some time with Great Grandma Rose. She got him some outside toys for Easter.


We didn't have any egg hunts or anything that I remember from my own childhood. But Matthew got to play with Ayden a whole bunch. I really hope those two boys grow up to be close buddies.

Both boys are addicted to outside, so they had a time together down by the river.



We tried to get Matthew and Ayden to pose for an Easter photo. That was a challenge. We did manage to capture one before they took off running.

Matthew turned one (a month ago)


Boy has it been awhile. I know I posted on Mother’s Day, but not with any real updates. When I started doing this blog I really thought I could find time to post every week or two. Obviously when I started this blog last year, I was still settling in to the mommy role and ridiculously thought that I would have time to update our friends and family with some cute anecdotes and photos every few weeks. I am still settling into the mommy role and am now learning that my time is no longer my own. So I am blessed to get a chance to post every month or two. When I started writing this particular update it turned out to be a little long and covered too many things, so I decided to split this update up into several smaller posts.

Matthew is becoming more independent, which should give me time to write more frequently, except for the fact that with independence and curiosity comes trouble. So while he is happy playing alone for a little while, he can’t be trusted to play with only what he should.

He likes to remove trash from the can, while adding toys to the can. He likes to climb on anything he can hike his short little legs up on.

And no matter how quiet I am when opening the dishwasher, refrigerator or pantry, he has a radar that lets him know they are open. Before I can even turn around and close what I have opened there he is rearranging the contents.

Anyway, here I am trying to update, but making excuses for the lack of more frequent posts. Since my last official update Matthew turned one. He had 2 fabulous birthday parties and got a bunch of nice gifts.

He seemed to understand the concept of opening presents better than he did at Christmas.


He also enjoyed playing with the other kids at both parties.


And of course he thoroughly enjoyed the cakes. His great aunt Kathy made a cake for one of his parties, while I made cupcakes for the other party.

He tried chocolate for the first time, and as hard as it is for me to believe he can take it or leave it. He is not overly fond of it, yet.

I am in denial somewhat that my baby is now a toddler. This past year has been more amazing than I ever could have imagined. And every day, I found myself falling more and more in love with being his mommy. And to this day, I am surprised and awed by how deep that love goes. My love for him is something that lives and breathes; it is its own life force, a profound, raw, fierce thing. It just...is. It will always be. This past year has been the best year of my life. We have such a special bond, me and Matthew. From 8lbs to 20 lbs, he has grown so much. Brian and I have grown too; we are much better people because he is in our lives. He is the center of our world and we will love him for all the years of his life. But nothing can replace this first year.
I am so thankful to be his Mommy. I am truly blessed beyond words. God knew exactly what He was doing when He gave Matthew to me. He knew that Matthew was exactly what I needed, the perfect band-aid for my wounded heart.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Before I was a Mom

Of course with this being Mother’s Day weekend I have been thinking about my time as a mom. It amazes me how much can change in just a year. I got my first handmade Mother's Day card and it brought tears to my eyes.




I have seen this poem (for lack of a better word) many times before. I adapted it to fit me and my feelings.

BEFORE I WAS A MOM

Before I was a Mom
I ate hot meals whenever I got hungry,
I wore whatever I wanted with no thought to how easy it is to clean,
I brushed my long hair several times a day,
I had long conversations on the phone, and
I slept as late as I wanted and I slept all night long.

Now that I am a Mom
I eat quick bites that may be cold in between spoon feeding my little one,
I wear things that have no special washing instructions and keep stain remover on hand,
I quickly brush my shorter hair and put it in a pony tail to keep it out of little hands,
I have hurried conversations when it is nap time, and
I go to bed early because I don’t know what kind of night we will have, I wake up by 7 even on weekends and I wake up during the night for several feedings.

Before I was a Mom
I took my time at the store,
I never tripped over toys or tried to recall countless lullabies,
I didn't worry whether or not my plants or cleaners were poisonous,
I had never been puked on, pooped on, spit on, chewed on, peed on, or
pinched by tiny fingers.

Now that I am a Mom
I shop quickly before baby’s patience runs out,
I have baby toys in every room and sing children’s songs for hours,
I think about every thing that could wind up in my little one’s mouth, and
I don’t even get grossed out by puke, poop, snot, slobber or pee.

Before I was a Mom
I never thought about immunizations,
I never held a crying baby so the doctors could give him shots,
I never looked into tear glazed baby eyes and cried,
I never felt my heart break into pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt, and
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.

Now that I am a Mom
I weigh the benefits and risks of each treatment,
I know that even things that hurt are in his best interest,
I know that some things hurt mommy more than baby,
I know how helpless you can feel when your child is sick and there is nothing you can do, and
I know how my heart delights in every little smile and laugh.

Before I was a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put him down,
I never sat up just watching a baby sleep,
I never woke up in the middle of the night to make sure everything was okay,
I never knew how lightly I could sleep, and
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.

Now that I am a Mom
I know how special it feels to be trusted enough to have my baby fall asleep with his head on my shoulder,
I know that a sleeping baby is beautiful enough to bring a tear to my eyes,
I know that I will always wake up to check on my little miracle in the night to make sure he is safe, and
No job is more important than feeding and caring for my sweet boy.

Before I was a Mom
I had complete control of my mind, my thoughts and my body,
I didn't know how it felt to have my heart outside of my body,
I didn't know that having something so small could make me feel so
important,
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache,
the wonderment, or the satisfaction that comes with being a mom.

Now that I am a Mom
I find my mind daydreaming of his future, my thoughts wandering to him and my arms aching to hold him,
I feel complete when the three of us are together and incomplete when we are apart,
I know utter joy, sheer happiness, and fulfillment.

Before I was a Mom
I never knew that something so tiny could affect and change my life so much,
I never knew that one heart could love someone so much,
I never knew I would love being a Mom,
I didn't know the bond between a Mother and her child,
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much.

Now that I am a Mom
I can’t imagine my life without this tiny person,
I know my heart can swell even bigger because it does everyday,
I know how special a Mom is,
And I am so thankful that God blessed me with a child to love.