So... Layla turned 5 months old yesterday! She celebrated by reaching stage 5 clinger status ALL. DAY. But, that's okay...she just loves her mamma!
I can't believe she is already 5 months old. Okay, part of me totally believes it..there are days I feel it. I realize I really haven't had a decent night sleep in months. Sometimes I think back to when she was a newborn and I have a hard time remembering how on Earth I thought it was so stressful. I can tell it's been 5 months because I'm actually getting to the break in the clouds where I can entertain the idea of having another (in the very distant future).
Layla is full of life. She is go-go-go all day every day! There are times I wish she would just lay with me. I'll think aren't you still an infant? Don't you just want to cuddle with your mommy? Then she will kick and fuss, pull my hair & complain when I try. There is a whole world around her that she is growing increasingly aware of and she's ready to figure it all out. Sometimes after she nurses she will sit with me a few minutes & I already find myself trying to soak those moments in. She's still a baby but I have a feeling the rest of this first year will fly by & our quiet moments together will grow to be maybe not less, but different.
I guess everyone thinks their baby is smart or "gifted"..a special snowflake if you will. While I won't go full on snowflake status, Dylan and I feel like Layla is keenly aware of everything around her. She's quick to catch on to things & she's quickly realizing the power of her actions. I'm realizing we are approaching the age where she's learning actions=reactions. She's learning hey if I fuss enough, they will pick me up. I feel like we are walking that fine line of, well she's still a young baby and okay, are we raising a spoiled baby? I spoil my dogs so the chances of Layla coming out any less spoiled than her 4 legged siblings are slim.
I feel like I'm learning what kind of parent I am day by day. I walk the line of attachment parenting and..non attachment for lack of a better term. We don't co-sleep (although sometimes I wish we did just for ease sake) but I do wear her around the house & when we are out and about. We did a very mild version of sleep training but only out of necessity for all of our sake. She still wakes several times during the night but I am not planning to night wean...yet. I struggle to find the balance of teaching her to become independent as she grows and also making sure she knows comfort and security from her dad and I.
As for me, I can honestly say it's taken me to this point to really feel like I'm finding a balance. Being a mom is hard & it truly flips your life upside down having a baby. It's taken me a long time to feel comfortable in trusting myself. I didn't trust myself in the beginning to make the right choices. I second guessed everything & trusted internet advice over my own intuition. Breastfeeding was probably the biggest stressor in our early months and although it was an incredibly rocky road, I am so thrilled that I stuck it out. I have never {ever} worked for something so hard in my life. My nursing relationship almost ended at 3 months which I thought I was okay with and learned that I wasn't. Now here we are at 5 months & going strong. My original goal when things were tough was to make it to 6 months. I will assess where we are in a month from now, but if things are continuing smoothly I don't think I will be emotionally ready to wean. When I do decide to wean, I plan on making a post about our experience. It's not something I'm facing at the moment but even so, I already get emotional thinking of when the times comes.
Being a mom has surprised me in so many ways. The lengths I'm willing to go for my daughter is how I assume every mommy feels about her child. I am physically exhausted at the end of every day, there are things from my pre-child life that I miss, I haven't slept through the night in months, but I wouldn't trade my job as Layla's mom for anything. There are days I wish I had taken more vacations, did more day drinking, and relished in my childless life a little more..but I can't imagine my life without her now. Some nights Dylan and I just look at each other, both exhausted from our very different job titles & go to bed with a half-hearted kiss goodnight. Sometimes I think we're both thinking the same things...but we know we are blessed with a healthy, happy, smart precious baby girl.
Mamma loves you LBG.
xo-