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New Mommy…Week 29

I get to wake up to this precious boy every morning.AJ is such. a. blessing. I am so honored to call him son. Being his mother is a privilege.âĪïļ He has no idea how many people prayed for his conception, gestation and delivery. His life has changed ours, greatly.💙

If you don’t know, I quit my job 2 months ago for a few reasons but he played a major role. As a 35 year old, first time mom I have zero interest in sending my son to daycare to work in a thankless job and poor environment.ðŸĪ·ðŸŧ‍♀ïļ I’d been feeling like leaving for 3 years, just couldn’t rationalize walking away from a “good” job. Until my son gave me the courage to make a decision and go after my dreams.😊

Between my love for him, my desire to be whole and my husband’s encouragement; I left a Human Resources job. One in which I did well. But I knew I wanted more. Now I am a stay at home mom, wife and budding entrepreneur.😉 This is the scariest most fulfilling thing I’ve ever felt. It’s a dichotomy for sure. But I’m determined to do it.

I look forward to the day I tell my beautiful son how much his existence inspired Mommy. I want him to be proud of me, for sure. What I desire most is my life be an example of chasing your dreams, betting on yourself and trusting God. I want him to know he can do it.😍

I also want to show myself I can do it! I’m trailblazing in my family. It’s rough, scary, confusing and such. But baby when I tell you I’m more free than I’ve ever been….you’ll just have to follow along to watch it all unfold.😌

Until the next time…..

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New Mommy….Week 28

Who knew a onesie could make you cry?!?!

I finally cleaned out AJ’s closer. He’ll be 7 months in 2 weeks….so I had to get rid of all his newborn-3 month clothes.🙃 Then I picked up this onesie. I cried. I can’t believe my baby was that small at one point. Although he wasn’t a “small” baby. I had him at 38 weeks, he was 8 pounds, 13 ounces. ðŸ˜ģ I got so emotional thinking about his short time here.

And it’s worst because he had his first fall off my bed this week. Just thinking about his milestones have me in my feelings.ðŸ˜Ē Last night he crawled backwards. He’s staring to form his mouth to say the dreaded “Da Da”.ðŸĪĢðŸĪĢ He’s drinking from a cup. He’s holding food in his hand. My baby is no longer my helpless newborn.😊

I miss those days. Although I suffered postpartum depression; I miss the early days. They were hard but rewarding. We made it!âĪïļ

Now, ðŸ—ĢI’m still breastfeeding! It’s no longer hard or awkward; other than his sudden infatuation with pinching my nips.ðŸ˜ģ😂😂 I’m so proud of us. I didn’t have a lot of breastfeeding knowledge. I wanted to quit early on. But I’m so glad I didn’t! Even now, some people are encouraging me to get him off the boob; I curve all those comments. My baby will self wean. I’ll put no demands on him. Not with this.😌

I’ve also been a SAHM (stay at home mom) for 7 weeks now. It’s still scary and I still love it. Shortly, once I focus and pull things in: I’ll be a mompreneur. So excited!😍 You’ll year more soon!

Until the next time….

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