It is a beautiful 80 degrees outside, but the wind is enough to blow you right over... Welcome to an Oklahoma spring. I have been trying my hardest to get Ransom outside as much as possible in the last week or so, and he seems to love every minute of it. He especially likes eating grass, sticks, and dirt. I try to keep these things out of his mouth so he doesn't choke, but it is kind of a losing battle, and I guess a little dirt most likely won't hurt him. The sun has definitely done me some good, I have found some of my lost energy.
Ransom has been really spending a lot of time on his belly lately trying to figure out how to crawl. He seems to be kinda stuck in the same place he has been for over a week now, so I am not sure when he is actually gonna take off, but I am happy to watch him just try for now. I feel like crawling is kind of the end of my infant. He will probably never sit still or let me cuddle him again. :( We will be off to the races, and our house will never be the same!
He has now learned to wave, and is working on clapping. He gets the motion, but very rarely do both of his hands end up meeting in the middle.
I have been thinking lately about how everyone says consistency is the key to parenting. Well I feel, at least in this stage of parenting, that flexibility is more the key. I have always been a firm believer in a routine, but lately I have been learning that basically a routine is made to be broken. Don't get me wrong, I have not abandoned our routine, but I would say that it is a rarity to be 100% on schedule. I am learning so much about myself during this mothering process. I am really finding it hard to be both consistent and flexible. Anyone else find that to be a little conflicting?
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