Plant The Seed and Watch It Grow

I’m often asked, “how old is your son?” My answer “He’s 3.” Their response: “Oh my Gosh, he is so smart for his age. How does he know so much?” I decided to reveal my so-called “secret” to those who might be needing a little inspiration for their little one or future little one. Some may think that I sent my son to school just to learn. No, I mostly sent him to school to interact and socialize with children his age.

Disclaimer: I am a first-time mom, and these are just activities I did on my own accord. There is no right or wrong way to be a mom.  

First and foremost, I have always believed that it starts at home. I would never send my child to school thinking that is the only place they will learn what they need to know to be successful at this thing called life. Kids are like sponges so let them soak up as much knowledge as they can while they are young and interested.

 

Now Down to the Nitty Gritty….

 

ONE: Belly Love. While pregnant, I read to my son. Now, you can read anything you want but I will be honest with you. At the time, I was in nursing school, so he received a lot of critical care and med surg information from me, but I also read children stories in between studying. I also played an alphabet song on YouTube every night. Very simple, short and sweet.

TWO: Flash Cards. I literally went to Dollar Tree and purchased flash cards for the alphabet, numbers, colors, & shapes. We practiced with these cards on a regular basis. Just make sure you mix the cards up so your child does not memorize the order.

THREE: Daily/Nightly reading. Everyone has different life schedules, so if you can’t read at night, read during the day. Start with super easy books. Examples would be: Brown Bear Brown Bear, What Do You See; The giving tree; Chicka Chicka Boom Boom; and The Very Hungry Caterpillar just to name a few. Reading not only expands their minds but it also gets their imagination going.

LAST: Have fun! Don’t be too strict on your children. Make learning fun by creating games and using your imagination. Every child is different and they all learn differently so be patient, take lots of breaks, and try different activities with them.

 

 

~LEX~

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3 Letters That Changed My Life

AMAZING!! The only way to describe the feeling I had when I gave birth to my 1st child. It seemed like I was pregnant FOREVER! After being in labor for over 43 hours, it was a prize well worth the wait. Kyle slept well while we were in the hospital (I never sent him to the nursery) and only cried when he was hungry or needed a diaper change.

Fast forward to day 3, my husband and I have made it home with our new addition. My mom and mother-in-law are over our house visiting the baby and guess where I am? In our bedroom, upset and crying my eyes out. This is the best time of my life, why would I be crying? Well, I’m crying because I don’t think I’m producing enough breast milk to feed my baby. In my mind, I’m starving my baby and he will die because my breasts aren’t providing enough food for him. My husband tells me everything is ok but I argue him down because I’m a horrible mom at only 3 days in. My mom tells me to give him formula but that’s like the end of the world to me.

Today, as I look back on that day, it seems so trivial to me but back then, I was completely devastated that I possibly can kill my child from not feeding him strictly breast milk. Little did I know this was only the beginning of my postpartum depression journey. Postpartum depression can be explained here: PPD.

About a week in, I realize that I was really EXHAUSTED! Like not just tired, worn out. When Kyle woke up, I woke up. During the day when Kyle was sleeping, I was pumping milk. I never got any rest. I always wanted to do everything for Kyle because again, in my mind, I was a bad parent if I didn’t take care of my baby 100% of the time. I never let my husband do anything without me standing there watching and critiquing him (kudos to him by the way for all of the support he gave me). I wanted Kyle to stay with me all day and all night. I did this for about 3-4 months. Everyone thought I was crazy and I guess for a lack of better words, I was.

I was able to get through postpartum depression without harming myself, my child or anyone else. I was able to get through without medication or counseling but some people are not that lucky. Sometimes they need someone to help them even when they don’t ask for help. They might need someone to step in and help them see that they are overwhelmed and tired. Be that support system for that mom who is trying to do everything on her own. She’ll appreciate it in the long run.

 

 

A few things you can do to help cope with postpartum depression are:

  1. Me Time – All moms need time to themselves
  2. Share the load – Let dad share some of that responsibility (it took both of you to make the baby anyway)
  3. Get some rest – You are at your best for your baby when you are well rested
  4. Don’t stay alone with baby all the time – Get out and meet some other moms for a mom day out or something similar
  5. Communicate – Let someone know how you feel and when you feel overwhelmed.
  6. Know your support system – Narrow down a list of people who truly care about your well-being and lean on them for support.

 

 

Thanks for reading!

 

 

LOVE,

                LEX