Victory dance for E

Lately I have been having some rather in depth and great conversation with R; about work, family and life in general. It seems every time I talk of something the very next day something happens directly related to the conversation we had. Life is such a coincidence.

For example:

I was talking to T (our daycare provider) about potty training. Recently, I had been worried that E has only sat on the big potty a handful of times. In the daycare hand book it states that T will assist in the potty training process. Which is great, all though I was slightly worried that because we hadn't been pushing E much yet that it would become difficult at daycare. She said her 2 year old kiddos are not potty trained yet so E is just fine. She reassured me that every child learns in their own time.

I felt much better after the conversation. I feel like I was great at the baby stages but the toddler stages take much more effort and focus...some how. I worry more about how she is learning and communicating and developing, when really I should just care that she is happy and healthy (finally).

Well, of course T and I talk potty training then low and behold E goes pee on the BIG GIRL POTTY !! T called us right away and told us. Dad actually got the news first and called to tell me the exciting, good news.

After a celebratory victory dance of my own, tears welled up in my eyes. I was so excited I almost cried. I can't believe she went potty on the big potty. Just a couple days ago she was scared of it.

I think this is definitely a good sign; even if it might be a fluke. E got such a great response from T that I think she knows the potty is a good thing. We are working on a reward system. Even though hootin' and hollerin' and victory dances are probably exciting enough for E I think a little treat will make the experience fun.

Life is full of surprises. These kind are my new favorite.

Keep loving.

List of loving

Oh, the things a Mommy does for her child. The list is endless. I've been a Mom for 9 months today which is such a short time, and I already feel like my..."list of loving", I'll call it, is a mile long. And no complaints here. I have loved every minute since I first laid eyes on my daughter.

If I've learned one thing traveling down the path of motherhood it is that there aren't enough words to describe the sacrafice, the bond and the love a mother feels for their child. It's not enough to describe it. One has to simply, feel it.

I've also learned that the word exhausted is an understatement. After not sleeping through a single night for 9 months (If you are wondering that is 270 nights total.) my eyeslids have an easier time staying open than they do closing. But, holding Edee's half awake  little body and gazing at her gentle features in the glow of the hall light at 2 in the morning is sometimes worth it.

I'm not sure I'll even start a list of loving. All the things I do, things I sacrafice and all the time I give Edee is not worth keeping track of. Because I'm rewarded every minute of every day.

Keep loving.