Today we took Leah to the pumpkin patch, just a little ways out of town. It also happened to be my birthday! I was surprised, and kind of irritated at how for one - it was so busy, and two - it was freezing! I was excited that another babywearing opportunity presented itself. I saw SO many moms and dads wearing their babies in all sorts of different carries! It made me happy to be able to still wear her even though she was the oldest child i seen being worn. Infact, it wasn't mommy, but daddy who wore her today. I think he enjoyed it.
We started our day at the pumpkin patch with a pony ride. Had i of known what would have happened after, i would never of put her on it, well... maybe i would of. She loved it so much that a 20 minute melt down followed. I've never gotten so many looks and stares in my life. Like, you've never seen a baby cry before? Give me a break! Hey, pregnant lady, don't look at me and judge! You got ANOTHER one on the way, you'll have your "fun"! And, Family with the 2 kids -- stop staring and pretending like your not. Grow up, i know you've been through this.
We started our day at the pumpkin patch with a pony ride. Had i of known what would have happened after, i would never of put her on it, well... maybe i would of. She loved it so much that a 20 minute melt down followed. I've never gotten so many looks and stares in my life. Like, you've never seen a baby cry before? Give me a break! Hey, pregnant lady, don't look at me and judge! You got ANOTHER one on the way, you'll have your "fun"! And, Family with the 2 kids -- stop staring and pretending like your not. Grow up, i know you've been through this.
Get over it people. Your at a FAMILY pumpkin patch farm, there's going to be children having melt downs! (i just wish it didnt have to be mine *sigh*) To be clear, the reason for me being so cold is because i can tell the difference between sympathetic looks, annoyance, and just judgmental looks. There was no empathy.
The tractor (FINALLY) showed up, and Leah got quiet and happy to be getting on another ride. She enjoyed herself and kepy saying "WOW" over every bump. The hay ride stopped in a pumpkin feild fo us to pick a pumpkin. We just picked a small one for Leah. It was nice to cuddle in the cold and enjoy a nice hay ride.
The tractor (FINALLY) showed up, and Leah got quiet and happy to be getting on another ride. She enjoyed herself and kepy saying "WOW" over every bump. The hay ride stopped in a pumpkin feild fo us to pick a pumpkin. We just picked a small one for Leah. It was nice to cuddle in the cold and enjoy a nice hay ride.
These experiences are memories being made. I will look back one day and remember how stressed out i was when i couldnt get her to stop crying, along with all of the looks, but that will be just a shade of gray compared to the colourful, glowing memory of my beautiful baby girl smiling her biggest smile while enjoying a nice pony ride!
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Once bedtime rolled around i noticed just how tired Daddy and i were! He was falling asleep on the couch, and i could have fallen asleep too. I thought "ohhh, i wonder if he'll do bedtime tonight". And as i thought of it some more and the small possibilty that he would (only because she chooses me over him when im home lol) part of me said "NO, i want to do it!" And thats all the motivation i needed. I got up, got her dressed, gave her some milk and read a few stories while she drank. We grabbed a blanket and cuddled and rocked in the rocking chair. This is probably my favorite thing. She rarely sits and cuddles with me this long while doing nothing, during the day. So too have this, and to look down at her, kiss her head, squeeze her, cuddle her, and love her... is the best feeling ever, and i cherish it with all my heart. There are nights i wish she would hurry up and go to sleep, but thats just me having a "parent temper-tantrum", i need SOME mommy time! But, deep down there's nothing i would change.
I know for a fact that my SIL, as well as many others would have something to say about me STILL rocking my 22 month-old to sleep. So what!? She enjoys it, i enjoy it, daddy even enjoys it when he gets to do bedtime. Its not a chore for us, its a privaledge. Go ahead, say "she's always going to want you to rock her!" or "It's going to take you forever to get her out of that habit". So, your telling me, im going to be rocking my daughter when shes 15 years old? 8 years old? No, most likely not. I would say that by the time she is no older than 3, shes not going to want to be rocked any more. Children don't want you around forever. So why not cherrish and hold this moment for as long as you can? She just wants her mommy now. And guess what? Her mommy is okay with that, because her mommy wants her too. I understand that some parents just don't have the time to sit and rock each child to sleep. But i do, i have nothing better to do anyways.
I know for a fact that my SIL, as well as many others would have something to say about me STILL rocking my 22 month-old to sleep. So what!? She enjoys it, i enjoy it, daddy even enjoys it when he gets to do bedtime. Its not a chore for us, its a privaledge. Go ahead, say "she's always going to want you to rock her!" or "It's going to take you forever to get her out of that habit". So, your telling me, im going to be rocking my daughter when shes 15 years old? 8 years old? No, most likely not. I would say that by the time she is no older than 3, shes not going to want to be rocked any more. Children don't want you around forever. So why not cherrish and hold this moment for as long as you can? She just wants her mommy now. And guess what? Her mommy is okay with that, because her mommy wants her too. I understand that some parents just don't have the time to sit and rock each child to sleep. But i do, i have nothing better to do anyways.
We won't ever get these days, months, or years back ever again, they're gone forever. This is why every moment is so important, and we have to hold onto every precious memory and enjoy even the stressful times. One day you'll wake up and she'll be all grown up with her own children. Just like that, in a blink of the eye.
These are the best days of our lives.
These are the best days of our lives.
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