Hi friends! Happy Thursday.
I was talking to my best friend on the way to work yesterday, and telling her that I was feeling a little emotional this week about being away from Maxwell. She is pregnant with her first little love, and so she can already start to imagine what this tug might feel like.
I told her, some weeks are harder than others. Sure I always miss him, but it usually isn’t quite this bad.
Maybe it’s because he is just the most fun little person right now. Too sweet for words and typically in the happiest mood.
I sure do enjoy being a mama, more than I can even put into words. But I also enjoy my work, coworkers, and patients.
Because I was talking to my best friend, I started thinking about her mama. A women that truly did help to raise me by the amount of time I spent at their house growing up. Her mama was a career woman through and through, and she continues to excel at and enjoy her career today.
When Drew, Maxwell, and I were visiting their house over the summer, I was telling her how when I told people that my baby goes to daycare…you can get some negative opinions. I remember going back to work, and one of my patient’s moms was pretty much appalled that I would let my baby go to daycare. Judgey eyebrows and everything.
My friend’s mama said, “Amy. Our kids always had childcare…that doesn’t mean that we loved them any less and look at us now, they don’t love us any less.”
She was SO right. Her and her daughter have one of the closest mother/daughter relationships in all the land. I’ve said to my best friend before, “I cannot believe you called your mom before me!” Not in a mad way, but in a surprised she would tell her mom all the details of whatever situation she was going through.
I was talking to my dad on the way back from work the other day and we were laughing about how funny Maxwell was last Friday. I was with my parents, my sisters, niece, and Maxwell at a restaurant. If you haven’t seen on Instagram, he eats like a crazy person (shovels food into his mouth as if we’re going to take it away soon) and most of it ends up on the floor. He also had most of the restaurant doing “SO BIG!” with him. Seriously, he had the waitress wrapped around his chubby little finger.
My dad was talking about how awesome it was to see his children start to become parents. And the thing he said that really stuck with me is, “It isn’t just that you are parents…it’s that it’s easy to see how you love it so much.” I was telling him how I sometimes get a little sad about how fast Maxwell is growing up and he replied, “Yeah, you weren’t supposed to grow up either kiddo.”
Maybe the biggest lesson I learned from my friend’s mama and my dad (who both worked throughout us growing up) is when you are home, be home. Get down on the floor and play. Be fun. Be present. That’s what I remember, and I’m sure that’s what Maxwell is going to remember.
Anyway, I always say…sometimes I take the route of writing blogs that I need to read and this mama needs this one this week.
I hope everyone has an incredible weekend!