These pictures are all smiles, but they don't capture the essence of our day. Today was, by far, the most difficult day I've had at home with little Clare Ann. I've grown accustomed to Clare's calm and happy disposition, but she threw me for a major loop today. For some reason, she was absolutely inconsolable. My bag of tricks isn't fully developed yet, but I tried all of the basic fixers (changing her diaper, feeding, rocking, singing, dancing, and bathing her). She was still unsatisfied. I endured a heavy dose of spit-up all the way down my first shirt of the day. On the short trip from the changing table to the bath tub, she pooped all over shirt number two. Unfortunately, the carpet was also on the receiving end of that "gift." Thankfully, I hadn't changed out of shirt number two when she sneezed a mouthful of milk all over me. By 1:00, we were both on our third outfit of the day. Even though I was exhausted, I continued to cuddle with her until she fell asleep around 3:00. WHEW! By the time Phil got home, she was sleeping like a little angel, and he could hardly believe that she had been anything but that all day long.


I've only been a mother for 26 days, but today was a big one for my mommy development. Obviously, there are circumstances that I simply can't control (a difficult stone to swallow for a first-born), and I may not be able to "fix" every problem. The one thing that worked throughout all of the fussiness was cuddling her close to my body. So, I can actually consider today a blessing. I had extra cuddle time with my little miracle and extra prayer time with her maker. Amen!
8 comments:
What an exhausting day for you!! Even from states away I can tell that you're such a great mommy, even if that mommy life is only 26 days old. :) Thanks for your hello to me, earlier! It made me so happy to receive it! :):) As I said in my previous comment, keep the DAILY updates coming . . . I'm lovin' it!;)
It's all my fault. She only gets fussy when I call. My voice must trigger the awareness of our distance, which inevitably throws her into an inconsolable fit of despair. That's it...I'm never calling again. Talk to you in December.
Wow, Corrie...what a day! It is no surprise to me that you handled the stress of the situation and still came out of it with a positive attitude! You amaze me sometimes, do you know that?! Also, this story reminds me of when I was just a wee tot, because before my parents/doctor could figure out that I was lactose intolerant, I was fussy and inconsolable all of the time! But all my parents would do was cuddle me close to thier bodies, rock me and make me feel safe. I know Clare felt that with you Cor, and she is so blessed to have you as her mother.
Getting puked on (among other things) is kind of a baptism into not just being a "mother" but a "MOM"... Isn't amazing how something so icky is so easily forgiven when it comes from your child? My daughter was a mmajor spitter-upper till 9 months (several times a day)! I thought it would never end (but it did)!
Anyway, I love checking in on your little family (friends of friends... from Hope). You're doing a beautiful job.
I love checking your updates, and I had to smile at your post remembering being in your same shoes many times. I don't think you are truly baptized into motherhood until you've been puked on, peed on, and pooped on all at once!
...i love reading these little daily exerpts from you guys...makes me miss you but i am really proud of you! thinkin' of ya and praying for more 'little joys' (cuddling and prayer time) among the harder times!
xoxo
jess
Corrie, you have such a beautiful "mommy" heart! You write so well and express so well how many of us feel day in and day out... hmmm, are you an English major? Thanks for sharing your days on your blog for friends like me to enjoy :) Have a blessed and joyful day!
Anne Shank
BTW, you have been a mother for over ten months...not to mention the countless friends and family you have been a spiritual mother for all these YEARS!!! :) You are loved!!!
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