Entries from The Mathewes Family tagged with 'reflection'
And Then There Were Two
I'm officially a mom of two. I'm outnumbered when alone. There's one for each of us when Steve is by my side. I'm also the parent of a willful toddler (but what toddler isn't willful, really?). Lucas is--to be...
Sickie Sickie
Ruth freaked me out yesterday--a high fever, lethargy, rapid breathing... needless to say I made an emergency visit to the pediatrician, who told me to give her ibuprofen and keep an eye on her, calling should complications arise. She perked...
Starting to Creep Me Out
That must be a weird subject line for y'all to see, but here's why... This morning, while playing with crayons and paper in the living room, Ruth got a paper cut on her toe. It bled pretty badly (though she...
Ruth, Tidal Wave
When it comes to how tidy the house is, I'm definitely a lot more laid back now than I was about six months ago. That's not saying much, though. Living in a one-bedroom apartment means that if anything is out...
Sleep: On-Again, Off-Again
What a difference a good night's sleep makes. The biggest drama of our lives in the past year has always been sleep. Getting Ruth to sleep through the night, at its various stages, has had its triumphs and setbacks. Now...
State of the Ruthie Address
More teeth are in the works. New techniques are developing for fighting naps and sleep. Words are beginning to form. Feedings are getting easy, if messy, since Ruth often insists on feeding herself. The appetite is growing, and she...
Eleven Months Today
Now that most of the busy-ness that took place in October is over with, I've been reflecting on how wonderful it was (and is) to have Ruth to come home to after a long day photographing weddings. She'll turn one a month from now, after which I will stop chronicling the life of a baby, and begin chronicling the life of a toddler.
Ruthie News Reel
I had already been working slowly towards this transition anyway, and it will be very nice to get a full night's rest for the first time in ten months. But I'll miss that little warm body snuggling next to me. And when she wakes up next to me in the morning, she has the goofiest drunken smile I've ever seen. She doesn't wake up happy in the crib. I can't snuggle next to her. I can't smell that intoxicating hair.
OMG can you believe Daddy's nose?
Now that she can stand up and be all active, one of her favorite things is to be chased by daddy all around the house...
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