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Ta-da! My son has finally hit his four month mark! It seems unreal; desperately unreal, because only yesterday I was sloshing through the bowels of post-partum depression, I-refuse-to-nap baby syndrom, and waking every two hours for feedings / boredom. I thought I was going insane. My Mother, as patient as she will be at times, reassured me that this dependent streak was all a phase. Temporary  was the word she used. The more you feel out of control and like you can't handle it anymore, remind yourself that this phase is only temporary. He will outgrow it. Every minute you conquer is a minute more towards him growing up just a little more. Minutes become hours become days become months and soon, you'll think to yourself, 'What happened??'. It goes faster than you think. And she is right.

Now, I don't want anyone to mistake this post as me griping about my son's old phases or even rejoicing in him growing up very fast. I treasure the moments of infancy and dependency like any clingy Mother would and should, but man, I'm so happy he only wakes up once during the night. I'm so happy he can finally play with his toys and interact with my husband and I. I wouldn't trade these moments for a single "newborn" moment. Not even once. It drove me insane having a slug for a baby. This being my first child, I wasn't briefed on the "usual" newborn baby behaviors. I mean, I didn't expect an acrobat or Einstein, but I certainly expected more than eat-sleep-poop-pee-cry rinse repeat routine. Just a little more didn't seem like I was asking too much. Now? He is doing more. He is learning more and I couldn't be happier that my first phase of Motherhood is over too!

At the same time,
That phase will never happen again. My Mr. Moo will never be a scrawny, premie baby ever again. He'll grow stronger, more independent, and soon he won't rely so much on me for cuddles and tummy time. He'll be on the move, as babies should, and that saddens me a little bit. My tear ducts ache when I think of him growing into a boy who prefers his friends over his Mommy. But, these things happen, and they happen every single day. As I hurdle towards more infant milestones, I also leap towards my little man growing up and out of my everyday life. It's weird, y'know? How one solution can create another problem- the "empty nest" problem.

I'm thinking very far into the future, I know, but it's tough to think about now and he's only four months old. Gah, I'm getting way too far into a tangent!

Well anyway!
Happy four months, Mr. Moo! Mommy loves you, more than you will ever want to hear. <3

Labels: baby, personal

Ta-da! My son has finally hit his four month mark! It seems unreal; desperately unreal, because only yesterday I was sloshing through the bowels of post-partum depression, I-refuse-to-nap baby syndrom, and waking every two hours for feedings / boredom. I thought I was going insane. My Mother, as patient as she will be at times, reassured me that this dependent streak was all a phase. Temporary  was the word she used. The more you feel out of control and like you can't handle it anymore, remind yourself that this phase is only temporary. He will outgrow it. Every minute you conquer is a minute more towards him growing up just a little more. Minutes become hours become days become months and soon, you'll think to yourself, 'What happened??'. It goes faster than you think. And she is right.

Now, I don't want anyone to mistake this post as me griping about my son's old phases or even rejoicing in him growing up very fast. I treasure the moments of infancy and dependency like any clingy Mother would and should, but man, I'm so happy he only wakes up once during the night. I'm so happy he can finally play with his toys and interact with my husband and I. I wouldn't trade these moments for a single "newborn" moment. Not even once. It drove me insane having a slug for a baby. This being my first child, I wasn't briefed on the "usual" newborn baby behaviors. I mean, I didn't expect an acrobat or Einstein, but I certainly expected more than eat-sleep-poop-pee-cry rinse repeat routine. Just a little more didn't seem like I was asking too much. Now? He is doing more. He is learning more and I couldn't be happier that my first phase of Motherhood is over too!

At the same time,
That phase will never happen again. My Mr. Moo will never be a scrawny, premie baby ever again. He'll grow stronger, more independent, and soon he won't rely so much on me for cuddles and tummy time. He'll be on the move, as babies should, and that saddens me a little bit. My tear ducts ache when I think of him growing into a boy who prefers his friends over his Mommy. But, these things happen, and they happen every single day. As I hurdle towards more infant milestones, I also leap towards my little man growing up and out of my everyday life. It's weird, y'know? How one solution can create another problem- the "empty nest" problem.

I'm thinking very far into the future, I know, but it's tough to think about now and he's only four months old. Gah, I'm getting way too far into a tangent!

Well anyway!
Happy four months, Mr. Moo! Mommy loves you, more than you will ever want to hear. <3

Labels: baby, personal

Amanda is a seasoned musician of 15+ years, focusing primarily on vocal performance and opera. In her spare time, she crochets hats for children and scrapbooks. Writing has always been a secret passion, as well as vocabulary. She is currently in the process of writing three novels and pursuing an English degree.

As a first time Mother, Amanda is also learning the ropes of peaceful parenting and organic cooking. She is a cloth diapering enthusiast (addict) and a firm activist for Greenpeace and feminism.

Movies and literature have remained a passion for Amanda since childhood. Her favorite book to date is "Self Reliance and Other Essays" by Ralph Waldo Emerson. Her favorite movie, on the other hand, is impossible to name. She loves far too many movies to make a choice.


1. What does MTC stand for?
A lot of things! MTC can be whatever you like it to be, but I happened upon it in a very personal way. For that reason, I won't be sharing the exact meaning, but I will secretly delight in throwing my own enigma variation in your lap. The cheesy musician has finally stepped up to the plate; pause for crickets and stunned silence. Seriously though, make it into whatever you'd like. Make The Cake, Music Theory Champ, Master The Coffee, Moving Tomorrow Colin, ... Be creative.

2. What do you do for a living?
I am a seasoned writer and aspiring novelist. Which basically means I collect an income of oppression and angst. Hey, oppression and angst are pretty tasty - you should try them on for size sometime. I am also a stay-at-home Mother of one and resident Beethoven (testy temperament with a large heart).

3. What's your Son's name? Can we see him?
I will not be sharing his name. I'm sorry! I definitely want to post pictures of him, but in moderation. As a protective new Mother, I want to keep my baby from internet trolls for as long as humanly possible. One day he'll stumble onto the otherworldly internet, but that day will hopefully be many years from this point. I will refer to him as Mr. Moo, so keep your eyes abreast for future references!

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