Eating these days is one of Eli's favorite things to do. Wait, who am I kidding? That has been one of his favorite things to do since he came out of me.. anyways, the kid loves to eat. Now by no means am I one of those moms that make every meal and snack from scratch, but I do try to make and feed him a healthy diet and limit his sugar intake. (Yes, I am one of those mean moms who doesn't give juice or any other beverage except water or milk, except for special occasions) With that being said, he usually has a breakfast of pancakes (without butter and syrup, I don't see how he eats it like that but I haven't ever given it to him any other way so I guess he doesn't know any different) and fruit. Well, the past week we ran out of pancakes and to be honest, these days I am too tired to fix him anything except a bottle so I throw some cheerios on his tray and call it good. Well this worked for a while, he isn't a huge fan of cheerios but he does eat them. But still, his favorite is pancakes. Yesterday morning I got up and had a rough night the night before and had already decided he was getting cheerios again. I put him in his highchair, opened up the refrigerator to get to the milk and he became so excited and started banging on his tray and yelling at me all while having the biggest smile on his face.. then I did the most terrible thing possible and put cheerios on his tray.. oh.my.goodness. The poor guy immediately put his head down and that smile was gone.. he let out a big sigh and started to slowly eat the cheerios as if he were forcing them down. Trying my hardest not to laugh, I quickly decided for the next day I would make him something special, no matter how tired I was. That day was today, and while I would like to say and I think my husband would agree, I am an okay, average cook.. that is until it comes to breakfast food. I don't know what it is, but I just can't make pancakes or french toast to save my life. The pancakes or french toast always end up burnt and very pathetic looking.. well this morning I made probably one of the most pathetic looking batches of french toast I have ever made.. and Eli LOVED it. He didn't care what it looked like or the fact that breakfast took a little longer this morning.. it brought the biggest smile to his face and of course, made this mama's day. Its pretty amazing to think how doing something as small as making the most pathetic looking batch of french toast can make your sweet boy so happy. It didn't taste half bad either ;)
Now for a Mayflower update. I am approaching my 28th week (yay for 3rd and final trimester!!!!) I can't believe how fast this pregnancy is going but at the same time feels like it just keeps dragging on. While I cherish these last few months with just being a family of 3, I honestly cannot wait until this baby is out! I just can't do and haven't been able to (at least not easily) the mama I would like to be to Eli. It really breaks my heart because I feel as if I am cheating him, but at the same time I realize I am no longer just a mother to him, I am now a mother to two. And while I do feel guilty and feel bad that he won't be getting all the attention anymore, I think it will be a good thing and he will be a great big brother. He has recently really started to notice my belly (I don't know how you couldn't notice the large thing, but I thought that was exciting!) and every time he touches it we say to him 'baby' .. the other day we said "say baby, Eli.." He looked at us and shook his head no and yelled 'no!' Oh my.. he will get there. From the very beginning, (we found out we were expecting again when Eli was just 7 months.. talk about a surprise) this pregnancy has been extremely difficult. First it was not knowing whether this pregnancy was indeed an intrauterine pregnancy or if it was even viable, so we played the game for two weeks of having to go every other day to get blood drawn to check hormone levels, then it was the constant 24/7 all day sickness, then it was preterm labor at 21 weeks and trying different meds and shots to see what would work and what wouldn't, and now its trying to take it as easy as possible to keep uterus calm and contractions at bay.. and keep Eli happy and well cared for all while dealing with the 24/7 sickness again, the heartburn/reflux, and having Mayflower decide he wants to 'drop' now and dealing with the feeling of him falling out every time I get up and walk. Okay, enough complaining for now.. but perhaps you understand my feelings of wanting this baby out. . I can finally be an active mama and actually get down on the floor and play with Eli for more than just a few minutes or at all! I think the biggest thing I am looking forward to is that he is due in late May (whether I actually make it to late May, that is the question) and it will be warm weather then and we can go out and take walks as a family, have picnics, go to the park, I am so excited for it all! Another big update in Mayflower news is that we have hired a doula to help assist us in the labor and birth process. A big reason being that Brenton might not even be here when I go into labor (unless Mayflower wants to be like his brother and put mama into labor in the middle of the night on a weekend) and also, while I was satisfied with my birthing experience with Eli, there were a few things that happened that I do not want happening again. I learned a lot from my birth with him and hoping things are different this time. I know you can only plan so much and while I wish I had 100% control, I know that isn't possible and anything can arise, but for right now we have a good plan with our doula and my body is already (sparing you the details) preparing pretty early on for labor.. I just did this 13 months ago so I think its remembering just a little too well. There are only 86 more days left until the 'due date' and we cannot wait to bring this precious baby boy into our lives!
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