Mom Life

Mom life...
the glamorous, sticky, selfless ways of the momma bear.

CT is officially a big boy in a big boy bed.  A few weekends ago we woke up in the middle of the night to him screaming because he was hung up on his crib while trying to climb out.  Needless to say the next day the rail came off.

The other night was the second or third time since Carson was an itty bitty baby that he did not make it through the night in his bed.  Once he was able to start rolling onto his belly my nights got longer and I felt like supermom with 6 hours under my belt.  Now...I'm out of the up all night routine and one night like this completely throws me off my game.

Carson has also recently become very intrigued by our vacuum.  We have this one that goes around and vacuums for you while you are out on the town - hallelujah!  As soon as Carson wakes up in the morning he yells, "Boomba!"  Apparently, he dreams about this thing.  He has even started carrying around a little thing of my eye shadow that is shaped like a circle and calls it his "boomba" and runs it all over the place like a vacuum.

The other morning we were out to breakfast and the waitress looked at me funny when she noticed him pushing my eyeshadow around the table.  I said, "I know it looks funny, but he thinks it's a vacuum so he likes to play with it."  I immediately wanted to smack my face when I heard those words aloud.  Didn't make it any less awkward.

We are also in the stages of saying no, but really meaning yes.  He wants me to hold him, but not touch him.  He wants to sit at the table to eat, but he doesn't want me put him at the table.  He wants to eat a donut, but he doesn't want me to hand him the donut.  He's a wild and crazy kid and even though he doesn't know what he wants, he knows exactly what he wants.

I love being his mom more than life itself.