Cameron and I are finally home after visiting family for three weeks (Hubs came home a week earlier while the bubby and I spent the last week at my parent’s house in NB). It was a nice trip, but I learned a few things about travelling with a baby: specifically that babies do NOT like it when you take them out of their routine. Before we left, Cameron would go to bed between 8 and 9 pm every night. Most nights while we were away in Toronto he went to bed closer to 11pm or midnight. This made for a much fussier baby than we have ever experienced before. Some evenings were AWFUL. So, we’re really trying to get Cameron back into a bedtime routine. This is sometimes easier said than done.
Tonight, Cam and I had a bath shortly after six, and he actually fell asleep by 7pm. Needless to say, I was so happy. Not only does this mean that we are starting to get back into a routine, but my me-time starts as soon as he goes to sleep at night.
I decided to get out of the house for a few minutes. Sometimes, any little escape is nice. I drove to the drug store to pick up a transit pass for Hubs. I took my time, browsed the magazines, and stopped at McDonald’s for an ice cream treat before heading back home. When I got home, I noticed the front door open, and there was Hubs holding Cameron in his arms waiting for me.
You see, I have spent every day with Cameron since he was born. I am always there putting him to sleep and I am always there when he wakes up. The longest I have ever been away from him was a few weeks ago when Dan and I went on our first post-baby date for a few hours.
While I was out this evening, Cameron woke up and Hubs went to get him. Unfortunately, Cameron didn’t want Daddy. Cameron wanted Mommy. He cried and cried and cried, and only stopped when Dan brought Cameron to the window to watch for me to come home. When I walked in the front door, Cameron was still fussing. I reached out my hands and picked him up, and he immediately settled down.
Apparently, we have a little Mamma’s Boy on our hands.
As a new Mom, it is a wonderfully fabulous feeling to be wanted so much. I know how much incredible love I have for my little boy, and I understand that right now, his only job is to receive that love. But it is so special to know that he wants me. Each huge, beautiful smile he gives to Dan and I just melts our hearts to know that we have a little boy who is so happy with the life he has been given. What a gift!
I didn’t get a chance to take a picture of Cam today, but since we had a bath tonight, I’ll show you a post-bath picture from a few weeks ago. If you think babies couldn’t get any cuter, just put them in a housecoat with bear ears.
In the first few weeks I couldn't get enough of being the one they wanted…now that they are older and I have been the "one" for a few months it's a lot harder to get out to do anything without them because with Rebecca I am still "the one" haha As much as you don't want to at first make sure he gets used to staying home or going out with Daddy (without Mommy) You will thank yourself later! haha