Confessions of a new mom

As Maddox turned 3 months old today, I reflected back on the past 90 days and realized how far I have come in such a short time. It has been a bit of an adjustment, to say the least. I think that people do new moms an injustice by always telling them "motherhood is the most amazing thing in the world!!!!!XXX@@@@!!!!" Now, don't get me wrong, it IS the most amazing thing in the world but it takes some time to get there! No one told me there would be days that I would have puke in my hair before the sun came up. They forgot to mention that babies cry an average of four hours a day. FOUR HOURS!! I wasn't prepared for the fleeting feelings of jealousy when my baby free friends would stop by, hold the baby, and hand the baby back when he started crying. No one could have prepared me for the absolute heartbreak I would experience when my best efforts to just breastfeed my child did not work out. I thought I was going to kick the baby blues in the a** but there I was, crying in the shower, crying because I didn't like my bassinet, crying while trying to sing Baby Beluga...lol yeah I was a nut. For the record I've only locked myself in the bathroom once and I'm daggone proud of that!!! But then.........








No one could have prepared me for the love I would feel for this child. When I look into those precious blue eyes that came from me and see this person that has a piece of my soul...oh my. the love. There is nothing I wouldn't do for this baby. I get down on my knees every night beside his crib and THANK GOD for allowing me the honor to be his mom. I don't care if there is puke in my hair. I don't care if he cries a million hours. Maddox, we can party anytime of the day or night that you want to - even if it is 3 am. I love him so much it hurts. Happy 3 month birthday my sweet baby boy

Happy Fathers Day

“If I have seen further than others, it is by standing upon the shoulders of giants.” - Isaac Newton

Happy Fathers Day Matt

Bathtime Fun

People always ask if Maddox is a good baby and the answer is yes! He is sleeping through the night and I believe it is because of his nighttime routine which includes his favorite thing in the world - his bath. He can be screaming and crying and the second his little tush hits the water he calms down and is so happy. He kicks his little legs and arms and tries to swim! I can't wait to get him in the pool and to the beach - he is definitely a water baby. As you can see from the picture he sometimes pees in the tub - he thinks its hysterical

It takes a village

I've heard the quote "It takes a village to raise a child" over and over again and never gave it any thought until I had my own child. Maddox has been so blessed to have so many grandparents and friends! His Nona came to visit this weekend and I've been able to shower, take a nap, paint my nails, all the little things that you take for granted when you are baby free. I just wanted to give a shout out to my "village"

Let's start at the beginning

Welcome to the world Maddox Eli!!

I wanted to start this blog as a way to stay connected to the people that I love who I don't get to see every day. (Thank you soooo much Miss Emily for helping me). On March 25th, 2010 at 5:58 pm I was blessed with Maddox Eli Morris, weighing in at 8 pounds 2 ounces.

Maddox's birthday came the day after Matt and I's 3rd anniversary. My beloved doctor was out of town that week and I was determined that I was not going into labor until he came back. So on the 24th Matt and I went to Outback to celebrate our anniversary and we ate a bloomin onion. To this day I will swear thats what caused me to go into labor! (Old wives tale says spicy food will cause labor) So the next morning at 5:30 in the morning I was laying in bed and my water broke. We were so excited/nervous/scared, a million different emotions! Most of all we just wanted Maddox to be healthy because I had a test result that gave us a (very small) chance that he would have Down Syndrome. That had weighed on my heart and mind the entire pregnancy. Anyways, the rest of the day just kind of went downhill, and ended up like the birth scene from Knocked Up with me not getting my epidural and having a stranger for a doctor...It was a long hard day but I would do it a million times over because at the end of that day God gave me the most precious gift of my life, my baby boy.