Saturday, March 17, 2012

1 Down...1,296 To Go


Weeks that is…of work…until I retire…give or take a few weeks…

My first full week back at work really wasn’t that bad…it went by quickly. On Tuesday I thought, “it’s only Tuesday?!!?” Then all of a sudden it was Friday!

Elena is adjusting well…with the beautiful weather we’ve been having, my Mom had her outside a lot. She doesn’t like the grass but other than that she’s enjoying the outdoors…loves the park & the swings…a little wary of the slide.

I’m afraid to even mention it for fear of jinxing it but Elena is sleeping really well! Better than she has in months!! Thank God!! Because this means I am sleeping really well! She’s still very clingy but it seems to be getting better bit by bit.

The thing that really got me this week that I can’t shake is how much I love this little kid!! I mean, I’ve loved her from the moment I knew she was growing inside me…& I’m one of those clichés who felt an instant connection the moment our eyes met. But the feelings I’ve had this week seem, I don’t know, deeper. Maybe it’s because I’m away from her…you know, absence makes the heart grow fonder, or something…but I am overwhelmed by how much I love this one little person.

I hesitate to admit this for fear of sounding crazy…or even more cliché…but it feels as though I’ve always known Elena…kinda like her little personality has always existed around me. Crazy, right?!!? All my dreaming & wishing & praying to be a mother, it feels like Elena was always what would result. Like I really am where I was supposed to be…I wasn’t meant to be married in my twenties, I wasn’t meant to conceive with a husband, I wasn’t meant to have 4, 5, 6 kids…I was meant to be here, in this time, with Elena.

Wow!  I sound like a head case!! It makes me sad knowing I most likely won’t have any more children & that I’ll probably never be pregnant again…but it just feels like this is where I was meant to be…what I was meant to do…

Sunday, March 11, 2012

What Should I Write About...


…Elena’s 1st Birthday Party…or my 1st 2 days back at work…

I think I’ll cover going back to work & wait on the party details for when I get the photos from our photographer…

I went back to work this past Thursday…absolutely great advice by the way! If you can, definitely go back to work mid week! I know this coming 1st full week is going to kill me but at least I have these two days back under my belt.

Leading up to Thursday, understandably I was a swirl of emotion…I would feel fine, then sad, then excited, then terrified, then confused…all in a span of about 3 seconds. I kept trying to play tough & say I was fine…I think I was actually convincing myself! I also allowed myself to get caught up in the details of what needed to get done before I went back that I was able to ignore the apprehensive feelings.

I do have to note that I think I have it far easier than most moms, single or otherwise…so I’m going to try not to sound too complain-y. What I mean is I don’t have the stress & worry of leaving Elena with strangers at a daycare, I don’t have the concerns of if Elena is adjusting ok, if she’s getting enough attention. Since my Mom is looking after her, I can avoid all of that turmoil…hell, since my Mom lives with me, I don’t even have to worry about getting Elena up & ready…she’s still sleeping when I leave! I am eternally grateful for the situation I’m in & will never take for granted how fortunate I am for it.

Because of all that, I was ill prepared for how hard it was to be away from Elena! I was a lot more emotional than I thought I would be. What made it harder was everyone asking me how she was & wanting details of what was new. On top of that my computer station wasn’t set up yet so I couldn’t even bury myself in work! Leave it to our IT department! They’ve only known for the last SIX MONTHS that I was coming back that day but they waited until Wednesday to set me up!! While I was off, my office was moved twice & I have now settled into a cubicle so the wait did afford me the time to organize & unpack but my mind was drifting to Elena.

It didn’t help matters that Elena has been sick. She spiked a fever Sunday night, higher than she’s ever had at 100.5…luckily we already had a doctor’s appointment for Monday morning for her 1 year well baby check up. She obviously wasn’t able to get her needles & it turned out she had croup…her fever didn’t break until Wednesday & then Thursday she started coughing up blood!! Commence freak out for me!!! My Mom took her back to the doctor Friday & thankfully the blood was from an irritation in the esophagus from her coughing…thru all of that I am feeling even more fortunate that she was with my Mom & not at daycare.

Now I am gearing up for a full 5 day work week…we have had a nice weekend together. Saturday morning we ran some necessary errands then have spent the rest of the time just hanging out & me getting some house chores done. Elena is feeling much better…she is, however, extremely clingy. Can’t blame the girl but I can’t even stand up without her acting a bit panicked that I might be leaving & she insists of being carried everywhere. I’m walking the fine line of providing her reassurance without overindulging her.

And that’s life with us! Birthday post to follow soon but let me just say, we had a blast!!

Sunday, March 4, 2012

A Year In Pictures

Today is Elena's 1st Birthday!
What a year it has been!
March 4th, 2011

April

May

June

July

August

September

October

November

December

January

February

Happy Birthday, my Precious Girl!
Mama Loves You!!


Saturday, February 25, 2012

Don't Feel Sorry For Me


Mel over at Stirrup Queens posted recently about a new site called Modamily & it really rubbed me the wrong way…not Mel’s post but this new site. Admittedly, I haven’t followed any of the links she provided so I am writing this solely based on the quotes in her post.

I am not against the concept of the site. Basically, it’s a social network matching site bringing people together who want to co-parent as opposed to using an anonymous donor etc. I believe it’s a fabulous option that could work for many people.

What I take exception to is this: (copied from Mel’s post who copied it from the site)

“In most cases, when using a sperm donor, a mother is resigned to being a single parent. We feel that co-parenting provides more support to the child because it involves two parents that are physically, financially, and emotionally committed. Healthy, happy, and balanced children are what we are trying to achieve and statistically, having both a mother and father within a child’s life dramatically improves chances for a happy and balanced upbringing.”


I found this offensive on so many levels. Firstly, I am not, nor ever have been, resigned to be a single mother, hence the choice part of Single Mom by Choice. I am beyond grateful to live in an era, society, culture that allows me this choice as an option. I have had many feelings throughout this process; resignation was never one of them.

Secondly, I find it hard to accept that I could have more support from a co-parenting situation, at least the type this site promotes, than I do now. I guess essentially I am co-parenting Elena with my Mom since we live in the same household & my Mom will be caring for Elena while I work. On top of that support, I have numerous family & friends who are more than willing to look after Elena if I need. And if we’re talking emotional support (for me or Elena), again I don’t see how their situation is any more supportive than the one I’m in.

Which brings me to thirdly, I am thoroughly offended at the implication made that my daughter will be a less healthy, happy & balanced child based on my choice. I would never judge anyone for the choices they make so am extremely insulted by the judgment implied here. I don’t know how my daughter could be more loved or cherished by myself or the people who surround & support us. Elena has her fair share of male influence & a deep commitment from me & my family to ensure she never feels lacking by not having a father.

Lastly, I resent the implication that my choice is a consolation prize. “Poor Tiara, she wasn’t good enough to snag a husband so had to resort to sperm donation.” Admittedly this wasn’t how I expected my life to turn out, not because Choice Motherhood is a second choice, but because it wasn’t an option I was ever aware of before a few years ago. I, like many of my generation, grew up with the notion that you have to meet Mr. Right (or Mr. Good Enough) in order to get married & have children. So I spent copious amounts of my time, effort, emotions, meeting men, developing relationships & working hard to make relationships work that were destined to fail, all for the deep desire to have children & be a mother. If someone had sat me down when I was eighteen years old & said, “Look Tiara, there are more ways to become a mother than getting married.” If I had been made aware of the options that would be available to me, I don’t believe I would have devoted my twenties to trying to find Mr. Right. I don’t believe I would have spent the first part of my thirties in such a deep depression, convincing myself I must be worthless & unlovable because I hadn’t been able meet Mr. Right.

When I choose Single Motherhood, I didn’t give up on love. I took the desperation out of meeting Mr. Right. I finally learned that one wasn’t dependant on the other & I could be a mother, fulfill that dream & still hold hope that I’ll meet a life partner someday. The most important part of this lesson I learned? Before, I believed my happiness & the completeness of my life was contingent on this elusive Mr. Right. I now know that my happiness solely rests in my hands & becoming a mother has made me feel complete.

The fact that this site diminishes my choices to promote their own is why it completely loses credibility with me. Which is sad since I think the option of co-parenting is a great alternative that many could benefit from.

There are many other issues that come up regarding this site, so please, if you haven’t already, click over to Mel’s post. She is far more eloquent that me.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Blogoversary


2 Years!! Wow! How the time flies…2 years ago today I was just embarking on this new choice of Single Motherhood…1 year ago today I was 38 weeks pregnant & so close to meeting my daughter…& now today, as she sleeps beside me, I’m about to enter yet another chapter, Working Single Mother…

14 days until I go back to work…I am excited…I really am for the most part. I am very fortunate that my Mom lives with me & will be looking after Elena while I’m at work…I am grateful I don’t have to go thru the emotions of leaving her with strangers or worry about her adjusting to a new environment. I also don’t have to get her ready in the mornings, which is a bonus.

Elena will benefit so much from spending days with my Mom…you see, due to social anxieties, I’m not good at taking her to play groups & due to phobias, I’m not good at getting Elena outside to play…My Mom on the other hand is awesome at that stuff…once the weather is nice, she’ll be taking Elena to the park everyday & to play group at her church on Wednesdays & she’ll continue taking her to swimming & the story time at the library...I can’t express enough how grateful I am that Elena will have such a deep & special relationship with my Mom.

There are 2 things that worry me about going back to work…1st, I worry about how Elena will feel with me gone so much. I wonder if she’ll act out or become withdrawn…my other concern is that Elena will pull away from me, forget that I’m her Mama…that she’ll become more attached to my Mom than to me…I know, in the grand scheme, there are worse worries to have.

Elena is really starting to show her little personality…she amazes me with how much she’s understanding now & learning so much…she’s like a little sponge. She’s got her own language made up of grunts & babble & with this language she talks A LOT so I think we’re in for it when she does start talking…she clear says “All Done” & uses it appropriately…it’s funny at the dinner table as people finish eating she’ll chime in, “All done”…she also seems to say, “What’s That” though not a clearly so it’s hard to catch sometimes but it is obvious she is questioning, like she’ll hold up a shoe & say, “Whas da?” so I’m trying to identify everything for her. She still says Mama but not always directly to me & continues to look at me & say Dada & now she’ll say, “Mama blah blah blah” I truly believe this is her sense of humour beginning to show!

And oh boy, she’s got herself a temper and she can become very frustrated…these behaviors really test my patience but then she’ll come over & wrap her little arms around my neck & give me a big sloppy kiss & all that tension melts away. There are so many little moments where this girl can just melt my heart I think she throws in the tantrums just to keep me grounded!

Eating is going really well now…we are breastfeeding at bedtime & in the morning…She still doesn’t drink much milk but we’re offering it regularly & she’s taking more & more all the time…she loves her cheese (just like Mama) & eats yogurt daily so I’m not too worried about her dairy intake. Besides, I’ve been mixing milk in with her veggies too. I’ve also started giving her thinly sliced deli meats & she loves these. She loves her ice cream too (just like Mama) so I bought frozen yogurt for a treat for us to share. She hasn’t refused a fruit yet so she gets lots of that too…basically, she’s finally become a great little eater & I couldn’t be more relieved!

Elena’s 1st birthday party plans are in full swing…lucky for us, her birthday is on a Sunday so we are celebrating on that day. My initial plan was to have a Storybook themed party (which I think I totally stole from Gille J) but I couldn’t find any decorations…so ended up with more of a Baby Rocker theme. The reason I wanted a Storybook party was because I wanted to request that her guests give her books instead of toys. She has a TON of toys she hardly shows much interest in so I really didn’t want to get a bunch more…also, I wanted her guests to inscribe each book with a message so that she would have them to look back on. Well even though I went a different direction with her décor, I still put the request on her invitations to please bring her books instead of toys…we’ll see how it all turns out!

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Mumble-Jumble


I’ve had a lot swirling around in my head lately it’s been hard to organize any of it into any kind of coherent post…so I’m gonna do a bit of thought vomit here & hopefully make some sense!

I just noticed I now have 50 Followers!!! Wow! It’s amazing to me that even a few people would want to read my blog…to know that there are 50 of you is a huge compliment! Thank you all & from now on I expect 50 comments on each post…lol! Just kidding!! J Sincerely thank you, tho…

With 50 followers, I’ve made the effort to try to make sure I’m following along with every follower who has their own blog…as you can imagine, my Reader has been filling up plus I’m trying to read the archives of these new blogs I’m following as I like to get a little back story…I admit, I’m having trouble keeping up but I’m commenting as much as possible…that is when Blogger allows me to…I have been very frustrated that I haven’t been able to comment on some posts! There’s so much going on with y’all!

Along with all this blog reading, my Book Club assigned The Hunger Games as our next book…I haven’t read a novel, well, since Elena was born…but this one! I couldn’t put it down!! I even read parts aloud to Elena just to keep her occupied so I could read it (she enjoyed it too!) Well, upon finishing it, I just HAD to get the other 2 books in the series! The whole trilogy was A.Maz.Ing!!!!! I then went right into reading The Help which was also great!

As for Elena…she is growing & changing by leaps & bounds!!! The girl amazes me daily!! She said Mama!!! For 2 days…& hasn’t said it since!! It made my heart melt to hear it & now she won’t…she just looks at me with this mischievous smile! She does however seem to call me Dada! I swear she knows the irony of that & does it on purpose!!!

The girl is honing the fine art of the Temper Tantrum…sometimes it’s quite comical but most often it’s frustrating & testing my patience. The worst part about them is that she will just fling herself down which results in her banging her head or hurting herself, bringing on real tears.

We’ve come a long way with Elena’s eating too…I’ve weaned her off of both daytime breast feedings so she only nurses in the morning & at bed time & we’re going to leave it that way until I dry up…

Elena turned 11 months old yesterday & I have 32 days until I go back to work…I’m taking the wise advice of numerous moms & going back on a Thursday. I have been leaving Elena with my Mom for longer stretches to get her use to me being gone…Elena is very clingy…thankfully, since she sees my Mom everyday (my Mom lives with us) she’s clingy with her too. If you give her time to warm up to people, she does just fine but if people get in her face too quickly & try to pick her up too soon, she gets very upset. With people she sees all the time tho, she’s just fine, it’s new people she’s leery of.

Elena’s a little water baby! We started swimming lessons back in August & have been going weekly since then & she loves it! She now walks down the ramp into the water by herself! That is one of the things I’m going to miss most when I go back to work. My Mom is going to continue to take her but I’ll miss being able to.

Well, there’s a hundred other things I wanted to write but I can’t think of them now…plus I’m distracted by hearing Elena upstairs squealing, giggling & having fun & I want to join in…

Monday, January 16, 2012

The Nitty Gritty


Aunt Flo kicked down my door January 2nd & made it clear in no uncertain terms that I will be her bitch in 2012…after 1 year & 7 months of not having a period I knew it had to start sometime…I was actually a little relieved only because in the 3 weeks prior I’d been feeling very weird & off…I couldn’t explain it but just didn’t feel right, I wasn’t able to sleep, I felt very on edge…well, obviously my hormones were running amok…it’s nice to have an explanation for why I was feeling that way…but for 13 days…bleeding, not spotting either but actual flow. Is that normal?

I was sort of holding off weaning Elena in hopes of keeping Aunt Flo at bay but since that’s now a moot point, I’ve cut out 1 feeding so far…ya, I know, big whoop! But it’s taken me more than a month to work myself up to that. I kept saying I needed to start weaning her but just couldn’t bring myself to start.

I’ve been having mixed feelings about it…a big part of me really wants to stop breastfeeding…I can’t really articulate why I didn’t…don’t…want to anymore…but these feelings brought on very strong feelings of guilt…especially reading other women expressing how much they were dreading weaning or missing breastfeeding or sad they never could breastfeed. I was/am beating myself up that I’m taking breastfeeding for granted...except that I don’t…take it for granted, I mean.

On top of that, I’m agonizing over the emotional impact on Elena. Am I going to make her feel abandoned…or will she feel like I’m pushing her away? In the beginning, breastfeeding was a very intense bonding experience for me. It was very important to me to be able to provide Elena’s sole source of nourishment & because she nursed every 2 hours (or less) for the 1st 4 months, I relished in the one on one time.

Since Elena started crawling (& even more so since she’s been walking) our bonding seems to occur less while she’s at my breast & more while we share laughs, play games, read books, snuggle…and breastfeeding has seemed to become more of a necessary pause in the fun…except at her bedtime feeding, she only nurses for 10 minutes or less then pops off with a smile & is ready to play.

I’ve started to think something’s wrong with me that I’m not getting the warm & fuzzies about breastfeeding anymore. Like I should be grieving the end of this chapter of motherhood…instead I just feel like…well, like it’s just time…this confuses me because we worked so hard to breastfeed, Elena & I…many times in those 1st few days & weeks I thought of giving up but we persevered...& now I’m giving it up so easily? Well, not easily but I’m okay with it.

So I’m just a mess of emotion. Instead of having to accept that we’re almost done breastfeeding, I guess I actually need to accept that I’m okay with it.

There is one problem…Elena won’t drink milk. I started her on sippy cups ages ago & she’s a champ…she drinks water all day…so I know she knows how to use the cups but she won’t drink more than a sip or 2 of milk. To compensate, I’m giving her yogurt regularly & about to try cheese so hopefully that’ll be ok…

She’s eating really well now…I’ve gotten over my choking fear. Elena has proven herself to have a very good gag reflex & we are ever vigilant with what we give her. I have taken Billy’s advice & we feed Elena off our plates now too…my Mom is better at it than me but since starting this I’ve seen great improvement in Elena’s chewing & biting, she’s even eating the baby biscuits & Mum Mum crackers…she does well with toast too…I have to admit that I’m at a bit of a loss with snacks…I don’t want to give her cookies all the time & toast seems boring…I give Elena fruit at breakfast & fruit & yogurt at lunch & dinner so it seems a bit much to give her fruit as a snack too… so I’m asking for ideas!! Help me out ladies!!