A Few Firsts

I have been dreading this ever since I had Quinn....what happens when I get sick? Sometimes the title of stay-at-home mom often gets the word "just" thrown in front of it. Okay, a little more than sometimes, a lot of the time, but there is nothing "just" about it. I could go on a rant right now, but I will stick to the central idea here which is getting sick.  As a mom I can't take a sick day and stay home from work so I can rest and nurse myself back to health. I still have to wake up with the baby in the middle of the night, stay awake and play while he's awake, and wait until he sleeps so I can lay down. Babies don't let you take time to be sick. Luckily, I have the best mother-in-law (aka flu fairy) to help me out. Mary Ann brought me two brown paper bags full of everything I could ever need to feel better. From face masks to oranges, lemons, a juicer, pudding, jello, soup, muffins, cayenne pepper, apples, cough drops, sanitizing spray, homemade grape juice, a gallon of orange juice...I hope I'm not forgetting anything, but you get the idea. She also took Quinn for the rest of the evening so I could rest. I am so blessed to have her in my life. I am still on the mends, but being sick hasn't been as bad as it could have been because I have such a great family.

Having a child has made me realize how much I need help from others. I never thought that having difficulty asking for help can be a problem, but it is. Most of the time I will just try to figure things out on my own and only ask for help when I really need it. That got me through my education and the first twenty-four years, but now I am in a new phase of my life where I have switched from being a full-time student to full-time mom. I am beginning to realize that giving service isn't the hard part, it's receiving it that's difficult. And sometimes giving my all to Quinn just doesn't quite fulfill all of his needs, or mine, like when I've been sick. It's something to think about and improve on.

Quinn is growing up so fast! I feel like in the last week he has hit so many milestones. He can sit up and crawl now with no problems. Leeroy is all flustered because Quinn can get Leeroy anytime he is on the floor. Quinn stood up using his swing to pull up on (we really need to get that thing down, but we need to make room to store it first). I didn't get to witness that event, but I'm glad Christian was able to see one of his firsts. Finally, and I don't know how I feel about this one, Quinn has two teeth coming in on the bottom. He won't be my gummy baby anymore. I'm not ready for him to have teeth because before I know it he will be one year old, and a toddler, and he won't be my sweet little baby. I know it sounds cliche, but he is growing up too fast. There is nothing I can do to stop it, so I will just have to enjoy every second, and I do.