Got my hands full but I love it

Remember back before Caiden was born?  I had a hunch I was having a boy, but more importantly just had a feeling the baby was going to be "just like daddy".  Well I was right,  so far.

Caiden sleeps just like daddy.  Caiden looks just like daddy (but he has my dimple). Caiden snores, a bit, just like daddy.  Caiden tosses and turns just like daddy.  Caiden loves to kick his legs just like daddy.  Caiden goes through a tonne of clothes just like daddy.  Caiden wants to be up late and play... you guessed it just like daddy. Lastly, we joke about him being a bit of a diva...hehe just like daddy.

Ohhh boy, now if this trend continues I'm definitely bound to eventually get those greys I've only heard about. I can see it now,  both of them coming to me saying I need this please,  giving me the same cute face no matter what the age difference.  Or attending one's masters soccer game and another's U-something game,  making sure both have their clothes ironed and hair perfectly gelled (yes even for a game).

Truthfully...I love it. It's cute to see my husband turn daddy (no pun intended) and bond with his boy. No matter what, they are both my boys and love them to pieces. 

I am excited for what the future holds for our new family.  I love my boys... hopefully they don't drive me nuts!

Reminder...

Peek-a-boo! I'm still here!

Hello friends... it's been a while. 

Life as a new mom is busy but mostly a blur. The days and nights sometimes seem the same and it does fly by while you are in a semi-awake state.  You find yourself amazed that you are able to still shower let alone clean your place...so yes blogging has been difficult.  In fact,  I think,  I know,  I haven't been able to think straight enough to even string together a comprehendable sentence.  My language lately has been "coochy coochy goo boobly woobly woo".  Translation you ask?  The answer is...who knows.

But it's pretty cool folks.  Not glamorous but fricking cool to be a mom. My baby rocks.  Literally I'm rocking him as I write this.

The first month flies by, hubby and I didn't sleep for the first few weeks at all as you spend time trying to figure out what he needs and when.  Also learning what to do, how to do it, and not freaking out takes a few weeks.  Wow...looking back the first 2 weeks were nuts!  Difficult,  trying,  special,  exhausting,  rewarding all in one.  I was lucky to have two moms that helped me with meals and chores, so I could heal and get some rest during the day (and just worry about taking care of Caiden).  By the third week I wanted to take on everything without help, so it was game on in terms of "turning mommy" and being a wife and functioning human on my own around the clock,  24/7.  It's a grind that every new parent can attest to, a life experience to realize how much your parents did to bring us up and that no job compares.  Still cool though guys...if you can believe it. 

With time, however, you start to learn what each cry means. Now, 2 months later,  we can guage it a lot better.  I'm still not sleeping like a bear but we manage, knowing I will be up every 3 hours.  By the way,  whoever says sleep when baby sleeps must have a nanny or not eat, wash, clean; yes I definitely try to "nap" when I can with him,  but when he's out I take advantage and take a shower or do laundry or eat!!!!  You would be amazed at how many times I've felt like I was 22 sneaking in and out of the room after putting him down. 

I think it's fascinating learning about what Caiden wants and bonding with him.  But the coolest is when he smiles and does baby talk.  As tired as you are, you can cuddle And play with him forever.  Thank god for a good baby... So far that is. 

Caiden is super cuddly.  He loves to baby talk,  be held, and loves music and sounds.  He's round and cute and not too fussy.  We have been able to take him shopping,  go for walks, etc.  At 2 months he doesn't have a rock solid schedule,  and of course, because I breastfeed, right now I feel like literally a pair of breasts with legs.  So making plans or going anywhere for too long is not an option.  But I anticipated this and definitely not ready to leave his side. The question is when he is on a schedule,  will I be able to? Shudder the thought,  I'm hooked on my son. 

Anyway,  I'm not going to edit or review this post before I publish... it's raw new mom ramble. 

Also just a quick love shout out to all our family and friends from literally around the globe.  We received so many calls,  visits,  gifts,  and love from everywhere it's been overwhelmingly amazing.  Thank you!!!!!!  Caiden, and the two of us, are so lucky!

Until next time, good night.

My New Love

It's a boy!

I've been a little busy with my son the past few weeks so haven't updated this blog... that's right...Its a boy!

Vick and I welcomed our new baby boy on July 12th at 334am (I told you he was a party animal baby).  We've named him Caiden Sahil Chandra and he truly has stolen our hearts.  Caiden weighed 8lbs 9oz at birth (yes big boy)  just like daddy... ironically Vick was born at 330am (4min difference). He definitely has dad's features, as we suspected, but I know he will continue to change.

Although labour did last over 16 hours all together, he was well worth it.  All the anticipation and wondering when we will meet happened just one day before the set due date. I cannot believe this amazing journey and experience,  and now the real work begins.

Now I have officially turned mommy.  Caiden's mommy.

More posts to come, but for now I'm all about this little guy who has us quite wrapped around his little but long fingers.

Ugh love this guy.

You never truly know how much mom loves you

A long-time family friend told me recently,  "You never truly realize just how much your mother loves you until you become one yourself."  This is because you instinctively become prone to putting all needs aside and your child's first, no matter how difficult, what the sacrifice or what the consequence... your instinct is to nurture. It can be hard but a mother does it some way some how.  I am not taking away anything from the dads, don't get me wrong, I'm just giving a special mention to moms here.  This bond starts in the womb for a mom as she houses a growing baby that is changing her physically and loves the being causing that.

 

It's true...

 

However,  hot dang this heat wave and being in my 39th week is craaaaazy. My feet are really swollen,  uncomfortability is at an all-time high, sleep is tough at night,  going to the bathroom is my new hobby,  and I may be moody (but that's up to interpretation). So this is another reason why I now realize how much mothers love their babies; carrying them for nearly 10 months can be a challenge but well worth it and often repeated.

 

I loved all my pregnancy and have been lucky but I'm anxious and ready to see my peanut. Mommy is starting to miss her ankles and is driving daddy nuts (for some reason anything he does is so annoying or stupid in my mind).

 

We are officially one week away from the due date of July 13th. I'm hoping for a tad earlier, but I have a feeling peanut has his/her own agenda and will make their arrival when they are ready...true diva style like daddy (maybe making sure hair is just right).

 

In the meantime I rest, prep, eat, enjoy good company, walk, read, eat...oh yeah covered that...trying to look cute though I'm definitely not feeling cute, and hope to meet this little buddy of ours. As I do go out or see our family and friends, everyone is super encouraging and making me feel like I am great pregnant. So I realize this is a pivotal time to remember,  as I won't be prego much longer.

 

Hard to believe the next time I write I may be introducing peanut by name,  I hope!

 

Waiting.... not so patiently in the heat... let's go baby.

Baby's first official toy

Some things are just sentimental and cute to remember, for when we look back. Peanut's first stuffed animal is one of those keepsakes, given by big brother/cousin-to-be Nashaan.