Today I cheered and clapped while my little man used his own spoon to eat applesauce all by himself for the very first time. Who knew utensils could be so exciting!
In an e-mail I recently received from my good friend Chrystal, the tail end of a quote she shared really stuck out at me: “…embracing any ordinariness that God permits.” (The quote is from the book, Silent Songs of Worship: God’s Tabernacle Within Us by Terri L. Terry. (On a completely random tangent, I just had to laugh at the thought of this author introducing herself… “Hi, I’m Terri Terry.”)
The author was talking about the secret to true humility, which is the secret to true worship.
Just after reading that one quote, I’m itching to get my hands on that book and read it. One reason being I know I have a big problem with humility. I don’t naturally embrace the ordinary in myself – I chase after the opposite. I have a desire to elevate myself above others by showing off or hiding my flaws and oddities… this is not a good thing nor something I am proud of! It’s a desire I want to get rid of. In fact, all too often I find myself mentally scolding, “Kim, the only reason you want to share that story is to draw attention to yourself, so don’t share it.” I could go on and on about how it stems from an old desire for popularity in the face of blah blah blah. It doesn’t matter.
So, I want to begin embracing the ordinary in myself – publicly on this blog – in an effort to humiliate myself…. er… become humble. (Isn’t that the same thing to some extent?) Am I going to regret this? Haha. Maybe.
I was going to kick off this humbling experience by sharing something…. but my son is KNOCKING on his door, which means he woke up from his nap and it’s time to visit daddy at work for lunch.
Until next time… embrace your ordinariness! (And if you do so on your blog, send me the link and I will share it here.)
The morning of Micah’s big party, I told Eric, “This is right up there with our wedding.” That was, of course, code for, “make sure nothing bad happens, otherwise I might just cry.” I had no reason to worry, however. The day turned out to be a huge success. I had a blast. Very few tears were shed. Tantrums were avoided. I was amazed at how well Micah handled all of the excitement. More than anything, I felt so blessed to have so many friends and family members there to celebrate my FIRST child’s FIRST birthday.
One thing I definitely do not regret is keeping things simple. Initially, I had a lot of plans for things like favors and elaborate decorations, but I decided to skip those things to save both time and myself from extra stress. In the end I realized they likely would have gone unnoticed anyway.
It was a lot of fun watching him open gifts. At Christmas, he really didn’t know what was going on, but this weekend he really caught on to the whole concept of these colorful boxes being full of toys just for HIM.
I made Micah this shirt using nothing more than my ink jet printer, iron-on transfer paper and a basic white toddler t-shirt (they come in a pack of five). The party theme started out as “Puppy,” but as I changed plans, I realized the only puppy item left was this shirt. Eh, that’s okay. 🙂 I love the shirt anyway!
My neighbor and friend Lindsay made this cute cake for Micah. He was very suspicious of the cake and hardly ate any of it. He doesn’t seem to be that crazy about sweets in general. He prefers chicken and veggies or spaghetti. That’s fine with me!
Rest of the photos are on Facebook for those of you who know me. Enjoy!
I started processing the photos from Micah’s big birthday bash (on the 10th) last night. We got some awesome photos and I am having a great time looking through them all. Here are a few to tide you over until I finish…
You will just have to wait to see more. What a tease I am!
Micah must have gotten the memo that he is officially a toddler now because today was a day for milestones. First of all, he is cutting two teeth at once – a top right molar and his bottom right lateral incisor. He has been chewing on everything, including my clothes and the furniture. Then this morning I caught him trying to climb out of his crib! I instantly had visions of him toppling out in the middle of the night and crashing to the floor. Right before his nap, I took the rail off his crib and converted it to a toddler bed. Of course he fell out when he woke up. So for bedtime I put our futon mattress on the floor underneath his crib. That way if he falls out tonight, he will only plop down onto another soft surface. Who knows, he may even sleep through it. So far, he has been asleep for 2 1/2 hours and he has not fallen out. Crossing my fingers…
But, because I am a mother and I naturally worry, Eric’s parents are bringing us a spare twin mattress tomorrow night, which I will put on the floor in place of his crib/toddler bed. He has slept on this particular mattress during his naps at their house, so I already know he likes it, plus I will not worry about him falling and getting scared in the middle of the night. The nice thing about a twin mattress is the fact that he will have a lot more room to toss and turn (which is does quite a bit), and transitioning him to a normal bed will be easy. We’ll simply add a box spring when he’s 2 and a bed frame when he’s 4 — or something along those lines.
Since I was already switching things up in his room, I decided to do a little rearranging to prevent him from climbing onto the window. My arm chair was by his window and so I needed to move that away so he couldn’t use it as a “ladder.” I also had to make room for his new toys!
Next we’ll be bolting all the furniture to the wall. He’s a little monkey!
I woke the birthday boy up with a song – he danced in my arms while I sang “Happy Birthday” as best I could at 6:30 in the morning. He seemed to pick up pretty quickly that today was his special day.
He watched me piece together his homemade birthday sign.
After I finished the sign, I blew up a few balloons. Watching Micah’s face as I exhausted all my breath into these things was priceless. I could just tell he was dying to get his teeth sunk into these balloons, which is exactly why I placed them out of reach.
And then it was on to the cupcakes. I decided to go with triple fudge cupcakes and homemade chocolate buttercream frosting since it would show up pretty well in photos (when Micah smeared it all over his face, that is).
We relaxed the rest of the afternoon until our guests started to arrive. Tonight was just a little party for us and our parents.
While we were waiting for the pizza to be done, we decided to let Micah open up his presents. The last time he opened gifts at Christmas, he had no idea what to do, but this time he had a little more fun with it.
After presents we had pizza and cupcakes! Micah was pretty suspicious of the cupcake. Grandpa Mike had to help him out a little bit.
By the time the party was ending, Micah was pretty overwhelmed and exhausted. He passed out in his crib pretty quick, but I think he had a lot of fun. He will probably play with his new toys all day tomorrow!
Considering how much I love peanut butter, it’s going to be really hard for me to accept that it is something that can hurt my little boy. Today he tried his very first peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and everything was going well until, ten minutes later…
He started itching his eyes and ears quite a bit, and then he broke out in hives. It seemed to clear up a little bit after washing him up, but it was far from over. The worst came when it really got into his system…
Hives spread all over this body. His skin, especially under his arms and around his diaper area, turned bright red and bumps appeared everywhere. He was scratching his belly and crying. I gave him a cool bath and called the pediatrician. Unfortunately all I can do is give him Benadryl and wait it out. I’m so glad he has not experienced any respiratory symptoms, otherwise we’d be headed to the doctor or the ER.
It’s just so hard to see him suffer like this. Tomorrow is his birthday – I hope he is feeling better by then! At least his doctor’s appointment is already scheduled for Friday. I hope to have him tested to make sure it really is a peanut allergy, and also to see if there is anything else I should avoid. I really hope he outgrows this allergy, though!