First Mother's Day

Wyatt chewing/sucking on a wet nap. Mommy's way of wiping his face since he hates that!

Aww, look at my little guy!  We visited Great Grandma and Great Grandpa on Saturday since Great Grandpa was back home.  Yay!!!  We spent quite a few hours entertaining everyone.  I was telling them how Wyatt has been teasing me with him rolling.  They have already seen him roll from tummy to back numerous times.  The last time they saw him, that's all he was doing.  And that was a month ago!  So, from my previous post, I mentioned how Wyatt has been rolling over from his back to his tummy and daddy was the only one who witnessed it (over and over and over again, and happily gloating about it too!).  Well, everytime I'm with Wyatt, He has been pretty much teasing me!  I've caught him TWICE on his tummy when I was gone for just a few minutes!  I just didn't see how he got there...  Everytime he's on his back, he would roll to his side with his lower half rolled, but his upper half not.  And he would roll onto his back, look at me and smile with this "Hi mommy, I know how to roll over, but I'm goign to teas you anyway."

But, when we were at Great Grandma's and Great Grandpa's, he rolled over TWICE!!!!  And I got to actually watch it taht time!  The first time I saw him, no one else was looking.  They were laughing at how he knew exactly when to roll over...  When no one was looking!.  Then the second time, we all witnessed him roll over!  He enjoyed the praise we gave him.  Such a silly silly little boy!

Oh (and onto my main topic of this post), Sunday, May 13th was my first official Mother's Day!  Really nothing exciting actually.  With me back at work and playing catch up with our finances, we didn't have any means to do anything. 

I do have another confession to make...  I stopped taking my anti-depressants for about a week because I ran out and I didn't have time to go get them.  It (well still is) took a toll on me emotionally... BIG TIME.  The day before mother's day, I was almost in tears and I just couldn't figure out why.  I was so depressed and I knew that it was because I wasn't taking my meds.  So mom's out there, those who are taking anti-depressants, please don't skimp out on your meds no matter how happy you feel.  Don't skimp out on them until you are given the OK from your doc!  I don't like that feeling, and I don't want to go down that road again.

Anywho, with me fighting the depression and having my first mother's day of doing nothing, it was a huge emotinal drain on me.  I wanted to go out and do something, but at the same time, I didn't.  I couldn't make up my mom and just gave in and said we'll just stay at home.  We watched a few redbox rentals and just hung out at home and played with Wyatt.  Then Daddy took off to hang out with a friend of his for a few hours.  Wyatt and I hung out, napped a little, played.  You know, the usual mommy and son thing :-)  It was a lot of fun!  When daddy was home, I don't remember what happened, but I do remember that Wyatt and I took a bath together.  I loved it.  And Wyatt loved it more than him just being in his own bath tub.  I think it was because he was close to mommy and he got to play with water.  I washed him from head to toe and asked daddy to get him and get him into his PJs.  Then I finished my shower and  got myself into my PJ's.

When i walked into the living room, I saw this:

Wyatt in his High Chair with a card and box of chocolate for mommy!

Wyatt, Mr. T and daddy had a mother's day card and box of chocolate for me.  I started tearing up but held it in as best i could when I saw it.  When I started reading the card, I really started crying (not hysterically, just was dropping some tears I couldn't hide).  The rest of the night was nice.  I nursed Wyatt to bed, let my hair dry a little more, put it in curls and went to bed.  Even though we didn't do anything and I was kind of bummed we didn't realy celebrate mother's day, it ended really well and I wouldn't trade it for anythign in the world.  I love my little family.

Oh and that pink stick Wyatt is holding is one of my hair foam roller thingys (i really forgot what they were called) that daddy handed to him as a "drum stick"...  Oh boy.....