Sunday, May 27, 2012

Wichita or bust

We just returned from Wichita, Kan. where Ryan's cousin got married. While there, we took Kit to a spray ground to play. She was cautious for all of about two minutes -- then she was running nonstop.

Kit's checking it out...

She's loving it!

Kit and Grammy playing in the water. This is Kit's signature back arch she does when she's excited.

Here she goes!


Love this family photo!

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Confessions of a working mom

I've been sitting on this blog for a while. It contains some rather personal, some humorous, truths about my experience as a working mom over the past two years. When I came back to work after maternity leave, I was not at all prepared for the difficult road ahead. I will say that I had an amazing professor in college that did a good job trying to prepare her students for life while balancing both a full-time job and a family. But reality was much different than I expected. I have made it my personal mission to warn any woman who plans to go back to work after having a child, how difficult it may be because no one warned me. Now, let me say this... everyone is different and I'm not saying every mom feels the way I do. However, even if I help one mom brace for the reality of being a working mom, it's worth it.

There have been many ups and downs (and I know there will be more) but overall, I love being a working mom. I am blessed to have an incredibly supportive husband and work for a company that affords me opportunity to telecommute and have a flexible schedule. Would I like to have more time with my child? Of course! Would I like to have more time to keep my house clean? Sure! But I am not cut out to be a stay-home-mom. I admire those of you out there who do, but it's not for me. I love the fact that I look forward to seeing Kit every day that I can't get to her fast enough. And in the evenings and on the weekends, family time is my number one priority and I make the most of every minute.

I am an achiever who needs to hear "job well done." Nobody needs to worry about "pushing Lindsay." I'll make sure what you see is nothing but my best. This is who I am. I am a hard worker with a rare work ethic I learned from watching my dad work tirelessly to provide for our family. I believe this is, in part, why I actually enjoy working. It certainly helps that I love my job and the people I work with.

This is not a slam on stay-home-moms. This is one mom's story. I hope one person finds solace reading that I've been there and I'm making it. It can be done.The key is balance. Me time. Ryan time. Family time. Girl time.

I am a better mom because I am a working mom.

Without further ado, confessions of a working mom:
  • You learn to hide snot stains, spit-up stains and other unidentifiable stains with scarves and cardigans. It becomes a skill.
  • You pick your sleeping child up out of their crib after they've fallen asleep just to hold them for a little while.
  • A call from the babysitter makes your heart drop. But photos from the babysitter can make a crappy day seem bearable. (Thanks for all the pics, Shannon!)
  • Cleaning pumping tools in the staff kitchen is just a way of life. So is pumping at about every stop along the Turner Turnpike.
  • You find moments of peace comforting your sick child in the middle of the night because you're so thankful to be there.
  • You'd rather work late at night so you can get home to spend time with your child.
  • Your husband cooks more than you.
  • You bribe your child with anything (candy, fruit snacks, Sesame Street, etc.) to stop them from crying/talking/being heard when a client calls.
  • You find yourself telling coworkers that you need to go "potty."
  • You let your child watch (gasp) two episodes of Sesame Street if you're working on deadline. 
  • Having to wake your sleeping baby up at 6:45 a.m. so you can take them to the babysitter's so you can get to work by 7:30 makes you feel horrible.
  • You realize you're not the only one thinking or feeling a certain way. We find refuge in other working moms.
  • You learn how to balance laptop bag, diaper bag and carry a child while walking in three-inch heels. (and make it look good, I may add.)
  • You're scared to death you're going to miss something.
  • I wish I could volunteer more on the weekend.
  • On Monday, you have to force yourself not to show your coworkers photos of your cute kid from the weekend. Or, if you're like me, you do it anyway.
  • You feel guilty constantly. Guilty that you're working too much and not spending enough time with your child - or that that you're not working enough. The guilt never ends.
  • Sometimes I look forward to going to work on Monday morning. It's true.
  • You pay extra for the organic chicken breasts that are individually wrapped and trimmed because you work hard and dammit you deserve it.
  • You cry in traffic because all you want to do is get home but for some reason, the forces of nature are working against you.
What are your confessions as a working mom? What about you stay-home-moms?

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Two years ago today

Two years ago today, the most amazing thing happened to me. I became a mother. In that moment, my life changed forever and as much as I thought I knew what I was about to experience, I had no idea. I had no idea of the love I would feel. I had no idea of the joy I would experience. I had no idea of the challenges I would face. I had no idea how great of a father my husband would be. I had no idea how much I would laugh, how much I would cry and how much I would thank God for her. I had no idea.

3:47 p.m. on April 12, 2010

Words will not suffice.

7 pounds 8 ounces - 19 1/2 inches

Ryan and his daughter

First family photo

Kit Harper Laird today
2 years old
29 lbs 1 oz
34 in
(photo by Ansley Reese Photography)

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Hoppy Easter!

Family photo before church. I was stoked we got Dax and Darbi in the photo. Yay for the camera self-timer!
We had a busy Easter planned, but boy was it fun! We went to church, came home, boiled eggs, made deviled eggs, colored eggs, baked cupcakes, (Ryan) did laundry, tried to lay Kit down (twice), went to Dad's to have Easter lunch and hunt eggs, came home, Kit napped (5-6:30 p.m.), failed decorating Elmo cupcakes, (Ryan) mowed, Mom came over and had another egg hunt.

Kit and Uncle Chris

My wonderful niece Ashton

Me and my love

My sweet nieces Kaiya, Dori and Ashton with Kit before the big hunt!

Kit hunting eggs

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Kit sings "Jesus Loves Me"


Every believer hopes a few common things for their children - that they will love Jesus and love others. It's really that simple. Sure, there are a few other character traits and values that are very important, but it really all boils down to those two things. If we can all do this, wouldn't the world be a much better place?

Tonight was a very special night for our family. I get emotional just writing this. Every night we have a routine. At 8 p.m. we do bath time. Following bath time, we brush teeth and brush hair. Then, I carry Kit into her bedroom in her towel and we usually sing 2-3 songs to her. Those songs include "Buttercup," "You Are My Sunshine," and "Jesus Loves Me." We've done this since she was a newborn. Then we get her dressed, read a few poems from Shel Silverstein, pray and then turn on her tunes. Tonight was different. 

As I began to sing the third and final song of the night, Kit did something she's never done before. She started singing with me! Ryan was just outside the room and I yelled to him to ask if he heard her to which he replied, he did! I immediately grab the Flip Cam and we captured the video you see above. The entire video is about 2 minutes so this is the condensed version. 

This mommy is going to bed with a happy heart.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Kit van Gogh

Kit's first time painting!

She loved it...

Until I tried to put paint on her hands to do her hand print. Now, she won't go near paint. Oops.

more backyard shenanigans

A few more fun pics from time spent in the backyard with my favorite girl.

Proof that Kit is not ready for a sibling. 
No, I am not pregnant.

Kit places baby on slide.

Kit joins baby on slide.

Kit kicks baby down the slide.

Kit and her babies.

Kit picking her nose.


I love her so.