I swore I wouldn’t be the mom that counts weeks long past 6, or responds to, “how old is the little one?” with the answer of, “47 months”. YUCK. So annoying. Haha…yet here I am… proud of each day that went into these 33 weeks!
Counting weeks happened organically. Each day we survived felt like a badge of honor and the weeks felt like climbing Mt. Everest! I started documenting our journey with a weekly photo with loves and loathes hand lettered over those images. Here we are 33 weeks later we have a lot of hilarious hand lettered pictures to look back on. I’m thrilled to have these weekly memories documented. This is becoming Micro Montgoms baby book!
This week has been so good for our souls. Lots has been happening in the Montgomery house over the last few weeks. Some exciting stuff, some scary stuff, and lots of “new” stuff.
This week started with me taking the remaining portion of my maternity leave that I didn’t take after I gave birth. I’ve been anxiously awaiting this time! We kicked it off with a family 5k and a hard AF workout in the gym. Rejuvenating my soul feels oh so refreshing.
Maternity leave feels freeing. I’ve needed this time so badly. I’m looking forward to projects, daydreaming, journaling, churching, hanging with friends, and enjoying slow mornings, long naps, lots of coffee and heavy lifting at the gym.
So far, We’ve been taking care of odds and ends around the house and spending time together. My girlfriend Jill (check out her blog) brought her handsome little Bub over for a lunch date and much needed mama hang time. The only thing missing was margaritas. Next time! Mr and I went out for mid afternoon beers and a slow stroll through the supermarket. We had some friends over for dinner and drinks and adult conversation…and felt like normal humans while both of our girls slept upstairs. We’ve been enjoying good laughs… and that feels like such a treat. 5 weeks of slowing down, remembering what matters, and spending quality time with the ones we love. Time is already going too fast!
Over the past few weeks we’ve been getting adventurous with our Baby Led Weaning. She’s had quite a few goodies including kale, avocado, apples, and gelato. Whoops! The pediatrician recommended we give her peanut butter right around 6 months. She is a bit older than 6 months but so grateful for no reactions. All of these new foods make for changes in pooping patterns and some significant changes in smell. Woof!
Speaking of, my first morning on maternity leave 2.0 I woke up to Mr. coughing from the baby’s room. I wasn’t quite sure what was happening as I was still half asleep. The coughing progressed and the bath tub turned on. I could hear gagging noises and I just couldn’t help myself. I was laughing so hard. Finally I decided to be a good wife and go lend a hand for reinforcements. I walked in to Mr holding naked baby bum side forward under a running faucet in the tub. I was laughing so hard I had tears rolling down my cheeks. He explained to me that it was all the way up to her neck. Yep, sounds about right! He’s not just being dramatic, that shit STINKS! It doesn’t make me gag, but let me tell you, it’s NOT just normal human poop. If you’re wondering… YES! We’re still cloth diapering!
In other news the CrossFit Open is done. This wasn’t my best year… and I can understand why. I had a baby 7 months ago, and since then making it to the gym 2x a week should be considered a major victory. It’s always fun to see the community come together to cheer each other on. I’m inspired to work on getting core strength back, PRing my squat clean, and practicing muscle ups and hand stand push-ups. Here’s to a few weeks of shoulder rest and rehab… ouch! We found out Miss Pickles does NOT enjoy her fathers CrossFit rage.