These Are the Days

These are the days that I miss her.

We are doing just fine as a family of four and settling in to our new routine.  However, just as I thought of mom more during this pregnancy I have missed her more during this birth and homecoming.  Colter and I chose with Caden to not have people come and stay with us as we like to settle in alone and see what we need to do etc.   That doesn’t mean that I didn’t think of what she would have helped with every single day though.  I often hear of friends who have their mothers stay for the first week(s) to well, just be there.  So naturally in these first couple weeks home with another new baby that she won’t know with oodles of things to do, I have missed her.

This time, it was even easier to see where she would have fit in around the house as Caden was adjusting, and I was/am recovering/healing and Everett is becoming aclimated to non-womb living.  As I watched Colter wrestle and rough house with Caden I could see her doing laundry even though we would ask her not to, picking up some new comfy PJs for me just because she would want me to feel taken care of too and snuggling her grandbabies whenever she got the chance.

Selfishly, I also know that in her head she would have a shopping trip planned out in the coming months to replenish my wardrobe that hasn’t been renewed since I was pregnant with Caden really. You know, just a few things to spruce up the closet that actually do fit instead of the constant piecing together of in between sizes.  Just one of those things many moms & daughters do together is all.

My mom had an amazing ability to be extremely useful without overstepping.  She accomplished massive tasks without getting in the way, interfering with schedules or well…making herself known.  She would have been so helpful and so supportive as we brought the newest member of our family home. 

As my hormones hit an all time peak in the days after Everett’ s birthday I have missed her.  What is interesting is that you can miss someone in a role you never knew them in.  My mom never got to meet her grandchildren yet I know exactly the kind of grandmother she would have been.  At least I think I do.

She would have loved to see Caden snuggling his baby brother and giving him sweet pats.

 

She would have loved to kiss these precious cheeks.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am so blessed with a precious, healthy family.  I am very fortunate to have very loving and involved in laws to be there for me and grandparents to my kiddos.  I am so thankful for an extremely hands-on supportive husband and daddy to my boys.
We are doing wonderfully, but I do miss her and that in all truthfulness, I am kind of tired of.