My objective is to…re-create the eye show in this post. Six Steps – That isn’t so bad.
So what do you think? Was it nailed or failed?
Fact: Being a 1st year mom makes for lots of yoga pants, coffee chugging sessions and the realization you should have taken stock in the diaper company.
Fact: Being a 2nd year mom things start to smooth out.
Now, while I am still wearing yoga pants religiously (who wouldn’t!?!) I have taken down the caffeine overloads and…well I still should have bought stock in Pampers. But with all that said, this year has been easier. I know who Logan is (most days), and we’ve got a routine down. I’ve also learned that I am still Meghan not just mommy, and I have to treat myself like it. I’ve picked a couple of extra nights to workout and I am okay spending money on clothes for me because face it – Logan doesn’t need any more clothes; he has more than Wes, and I combined.
It was impossible for me to spend ANY time, money or effort on myself without feeling like I was neglecting my little boy last year. Do I think that is ok…yes, because it is something that needs to happen. I wouldn’t give up any part of giving Logan 100% of me, every day. However it is time to become Meghan, Logan’s mom instead of just mommy.
Wish me luck this year as I find more balance for time, money, mom time, wife time, me time etc…
How do you do it?
I have had quite a few people asking me about Logan’s bath time. Well, we bathe him every night when he gets home from Daycare. It’s his stress relief and who wouldn’t want to get daycare germs off everything. This is a big part of his nighttime routine, and he knows if something isn’t on schedule.
I love using the blow up “travel” rubber ducky. It has bright colors and it looks comfortable, I wish I could use it. It also saves water because really…he doesn’t need a whole tub. It took awhile to find the right kind of soap. We used the Johnson and Johnson Gentle Shampoo and Cleaner but it caused him to have eczema when he was 3 months old. We switched to Mustela and haven’t looked back. We start the night with a song, we play with his bath toys and read him a couple of bath books. We use a loofa for his body and a soft wash cloth for his face. He is a boy so we have to pay extra attention and scrub his fingers and toes. Once we are done he gets to relax for a little bit before taking him out (when mom gets the best cuddles because he is chilly, even with the towel ).
It is my favorite part of the day. It is all about re-connecting..
Oh what fun he is one birthday party!!! His theme was naturally Wolverine (It is who we named him after). I was so grateful for all of our friends and family. The turnout was more than I expected. We had people coming from all over, local and out-of-town. I was able to use inspiration for Avenger birthday parties and mold it into a more Wolverinesk look. I had crafted EVERYTHING you see except the ONE on his high chair (that was his Grandma)! Let’s just say…I will be hanging up my DIYing for a while and hoping that Logan will choose more buyable birthday parties ;-). No, stop… I enjoyed preparing for this day, even the tears that happened because he is growing up so fast.
So without further Ado.. A Wolverine – Oh What Fun He is One Party!
Logan has always been a Pampers baby. However, I am a sucker for anything superhero for him which means I purchased a pack of Comic Book Honest Company diapers. They arrived quicker than I had anticipated and my husband was thrilled.
Packaging: A – It wasn’t frilly and doesn’t need to be so it’s nice to know they are saving costs this way.
Arrival Time: A+ – They exceeded my expectation and estimate.
Look: A+ – I love it, super cute and much more fun than regular diapers.
Softness: B – The outside felt great, but inside where it matters it felt like a maxi pad from the 80′s.
Absorbency: A – I’ve only got number one’s to go off of here but it was good. There wasn’t any leaks
Overall Grade: B+ – I’m only here because the inside wasn’t soft like Pampers. If they fixed that I would be all in.
p.s. Honest Company doesn’t know I am reviewing, they never asked…
Have you used Honest Diapers?
This time last year Wes and I were getting the news that we could have a “sleep-in” with Logan at the NICU. We were thrilled, we could not wait to stay the night with our little man. Logan was just ten days old – so little – so cute and such a fighter.
Luckily, this year is different! We were able to take him to school armed with Valentines Cards (see above) and cupcakes to show his teachers some love. I also bought him the cutest “Chicks dig superhero’s” shirt as well as a batman shirt complete with a cape. This year is different. More snuggles, less wires!
Happy Valentines Day.
I only fill out these on his 6 month marks… So here it is…One Year
How Old? 1 Year Old
It was one year ago that you became my world. Anything and everything I thought I knew about myself was wrong. I always knew something was missing I just didn’t know it was you.
As I take a walk down memory lane I keep thinking to myself, wow I should have taken stock in Kleenex because I can not stop crying. Do not worry sweet boy they are not sad tears, in fact the are the happiest tears that I’ve ever cried. You came into your dad and I’s life at the right time. We were ready for you, we knew you were meant to be with us but we didn’t know how much you would change the thing we called life.
As we have taught you how to crawl, sit up, eat real food, say mama, and of course dada, you have taught us so much more. I’ve learned how to relax and not take myself so seriously because even at my worst you still love me. You’ve taught me to be patient and what my priorities truly are…you!
The last 365 days have been filled with so many happy moments. I remember bringing you home after a 11 day stay at the NICU and laying you on the couch, I thought to myself…what do I do now. You were so small and you needed me for everything. Some days it was hard, mama was struggling with post pardum and you were struggling with acid reflux in the beginning BUT just like everything we both fought and figured it out together.
When you were just three weeks old you and I ventured out into the real world. It took me 5 minutes and 2 phone calls to get your car seat unlocked (were much better now ). We met your new friends and you slept the whole time. Your first trip was to Grandma and grandpa’s during Easter. You loved to be outside and you got to meet Champ the horse, there was also a large easter basket filled with New York Yankee clothes. You started Daycare and made everyone fall in love with you, no really you did…everyone. We celebrated Mothers Day – You made me my first card, it is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever gotten. And during memorial weekend we all went to California. You rode like a champ. There were so many new things you experienced including sleeping in a hotel room, taking an elevator, eating in a restaurant and looking at the Pacific Ocean. June, July and August were very hot – you go to wear comfy basketball shorts everywhere. Dad went to Comic Con in July which meant FOUR days just you an I. You were so chatty, especially through the Heat playoff game – you kept saying uh-oh uh-oh. September was the month you experienced your first vacation away from mom and dad…I cried giving you to Grandma and Grandpa. You did great and eventually so did Dad and I.
Through the holidays you REALLY experienced everything. In October we went to a Halloween Party, we celebrated mine and your dad’s birthday, you ate new foods and found out mom is obsessed with the house smelling like pumpkin spice. November was filled with lots of friends and family. You spent time with your Aunt Claudia (you love her and she loves you), we went Christmas shopping, you ate some Turkey and played with Sky and Memphis. December was meant for families – we took advantage. We saw Christmas Lights, ate cookies (don’t tell dad), watched too much Hallmark channel, wrapped presents (you were quite the helper), trimmed the tree, took Christmas card pictures and Santa came.
Once the calendar turned to 2014 I knew I would never have my little baby again, but what I do have it pretty amazing. Everything you have accomplished, every mumble, game, shriek and mama that comes out of you makes me so proud. You have both of our hearts. Even though dad won’t admit it… you kind of have him (and your grandparents) around your little finger.
My heart breaks when I am not around you. You have made so many leaps and bounds in your first year. I am looking forward to the next million, because kid… Your not getting rid of me
Without further ado – A MASSIVE photo overload.