Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Then we played with toys, ate sand, and had a good snack while dad went out to rip it up.
When it was time for the afternoon nap, we packed up the car and headed home. Sometimes I wonder
if it is worth the time it takes to set up and take down...pack up to get there, pack up to get home...load the van, unload the van...shake the sand out of everything, get it out of Xavi's cracks, and hope it all comes out of him the next day. Then I think back on the fun we had; on our own and together, the new experiences for Xavi, and us; and what it feels like to play with him on the beach with the surf pounding, the sun shining on us warm and comforting, and hold him tight as he laughs and smiles. I had just gotten Xavi down to sleep in his little nap "tent" and wasn't quite calmed down, when this woman said to me "what a sweet 'picture'...enjoy it, it's over far too quickly"...it made me think that as Xavi gets older it WILL get easier: less stuff, less "hassle", less b-o-o-b needed...but that will bring it's own angst: Xavi in the surf, girls, and what about when he won't want to hang out with mom and dad?
Yes, it is absolutely worth every bit of "hassle" and a good lesson for me to
stay in each moment and love it for what it is.
Posted by Mary Beth Melendez at 8:58 AM
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
It's hard to explain how much I love being a mom and it's hard to express how thankful I am for the opportunity to be a mom to this little boy. I feel so blessed that I know what this feels like: to love unconditionally, to know how much my parents love me, and to see how God has loved & protected me all along. For the first time in my life, it makes sense. I get it.
Right now, Xavi is on his own program. He crawls where he wants, plays with what he wants, and throws a fit if contained in any way (just imagine the nightmare diaper changes or mama simply interupting playtime with scissors). But whenever he sees his daddy, he follows him constantly...if not in body, his eyes watch Mario's every move. He is always waiting with a smile to see what funny thing dad will do next or just sizing him up...and when he wakes up next to his dad, he smiles and crawls right to him/on top of him. Here he is imitating his dad working out...such a big boy.
Xavi loves his daddy. Mario was gone for a few days to take his acupuncture CA state licensing exam. When Xavi woke up the night he got home and it was Mario who brought him from the crib to me...he stopped crying and just stared. And then slept the best he had since Mario was gone.
Since he often picks up on my energy/vibrations, I guess we both felt safer and happy to have dad back home.
I love the games we play. If you'd told me even two years ago how much fun it would be to build a tower and watch him knock it over...over and over again...I would never have believed it.
Did I mention that I love being Xavi's mom?
I get it...I know who I am and what I want to do with my life. I can be a lot of 'things' and I am capable of doing many 'things' but nothing is more important than being MOM. It certainly doesn't mean that I let myself go, forget my dreams/goals/commitments, or live vicariously through my kids...but it does mean that my family comes first. No contest. When I gave birth to Xavi 9 months ago, Karen, my midwife, promised me that I would be a "mama bear"...fiercely protective and fiercely in love with my flesh and blood...especially considering all the fierceness we needed to get through his birth. I know it is by design. There is absolutely no condition that could arise in which I wouldn't love my son or protect him at my own peril. And now as he takes his first steps, first surf, first car, first love...we'll be there, loving him and seeing him as the newborn baby taking his first breath.
Unconditional love...what a beautiful thing.
|Dear Lord, Protect this beautiful little boy. Amen.|
Posted by Mary Beth Melendez at 8:42 PM
Saturday, August 13, 2011
|I'm 9 months old! Check out my kicks!|
|Hey mom...catch me if you can. (Do you see the twinkle?)|
|I got your phone...|
|Catch me...heehee (see him watch me out of the corner of his eye)|
Posted by Mary Beth Melendez at 10:11 AM
|This toy has a hole in it and so he makes whistling noises while this "plugs" his mouth|
PS - Yes, his shirt says "Hung like a Five Year Old". thanks Uncle Luis, Aunt Laura, and Cousin Vince
|I found this in the cupboard...figured since I now have 4 teeth, I better start brushing!|
|The phone has a magnetic quality on Xavi...it's VERY difficult to distract him from it.|
|mmmm...good ol coffee|
Posted by Mary Beth Melendez at 8:57 AM
Monday, August 8, 2011
My birthday was a very special day...in the past I've been sad on my birthday.
It seemed like I was waiting for something to happen, someone to be there...
since I met Mario, I've had only happy birthdays but this one in particular was a very happy day...
and it went sooo fast.
|Xavi and my birthday flowers|
|partying on the car ride to LAX|
|what's up mom?!|
|Our lil grom|
I needed help a few times with Xavi as I had work responsibilities. Granna and Poppa Phee walked and rocked and went to the zoo and put down to nap and fed yummy food. It took two but they did a great job. Apparently, if dad left the room, Xavi would cry until he came back. What was that about? Maybe it was the security of another guy around? Maybe he missed his daddy? We sure missed him...
Another long day of cars, planes, luggage, and lines...safe and sound...and exhausted.
We were coming home with one thing on our mind...seeing Daddy again.
Coming home is always nice...especially when home is this handsome.
Posted by Mary Beth Melendez at 9:50 PM