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Update!
I havenāt posted in a long time. Been super busy.
Little updatesā¦
Baby boy turns 6months this month. Heās sitting up, teething, rolling around like crazy, scooting, eating solids, trying to crawl(heās almost got it), he says āmaā, heās grabbing/throwing things, laughing and talking all the time.
Weāre expecting our second Baby!
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My 2month old is teething!
I knew he was starting teethe a couple weeks ago but didn't wanna believe it. Now it's getting real, he's constantly going hard to chew his hands and drooling is an understatement. He has a good amount of the signs of teething, I guess I was just trying to pretend he wasn't growing up so fast. Any and all tips are welcome!!!
in light of the incomprehensible loss of jose fernandez at the age of 24, i wanted to write something unrelated to football today. for those who arenāt baseball fans, or for those who didnāt know much about who jose fernandez was, i wanted share some of the stories that weāve been remembering today in the baseball community as we struggle with the impossible task of trying to find the right words to explain how truly special he wasā¦
jose was cuba native and made three unsuccessful attempts to defect when he was a child. after one of the attempts, despite his age, he was arrested and spent approximately a year behind bars among convicted adults - a terrifying experience he was unable to find proper words to explain in english, only describing it as: ābelieve me, you donāt want to know. to [his cellmates], their lives were already over. what did it matter to them if they killed me? thatās just one more murderā¦ā
after he was released from prison, his fourth attempt to flee in 2008 was a journey he would never forget. in the darkness of the night, jose heard a splash which seemed to indicate that someone had fallen off the boat carrying him, his family, and several others aspiring to defect that night. nobody could see who exactly it was, but the instincts of a 15 year old jose pushed him to jump into the water and save the person - the stranger, based on his knowledge at the time - from drowning and being left behind. jose was able to save the individual, but it was only when he got much closer that he realized that it was his own mother who had fallen overboard - it was his motherās life that he saved. but even before he knew it was her that had fallen, he risked his own life at only 15 to ensure the safety of another.
in the end, the defection attempt in 2008 was successful. he moved to tampa, florida and was eventually drafted by the miami marlins in the first round of the 2011 MLB draft, with the 14th overall selection. two years later, he started the season with their major league team. at the age of 20 years old, he brought a sense of overwhelming joy, pride and excitement to south florida, and especially to the latinx community in miami.
and he never took that for granted - inviting kids from the local neighborhoodĀ to spend time with him before every Sunday home game at Marlins Park during the pregameā¦
the only missing piece in his new life was the woman he called āthe love of his lifeā - his grandmother, olga. his first baseball coach, one of the greatest forces in his life. olga was forced to stay in cuba for his entire rookie season. her favourite thing to do was listen to what she could of her grandsonās games, available to her only through weak radio signals. she hadnāt even seen a picture of her grandson as a marlin until a neighbor passing by had shown one to her. during an interview, jose was asked what he thought his grandmother might say to him if she was here right now. he stopped for a moment, shook his head, and said: āi donāt think she could ever be hereā¦ā - to which marlins owner jeffrey loria responded by unexpectedly bringing his grandmother through the door to greet him, reuniting olga and a speechless jose after six long years. thanks to the marlinsā effort, cuban authorities had finally granted olga permission to visit florida to see her grandson.
those moments they went on to share on the field still bring tears to my eyes
a lot of you might remember jose fernandez for this moment that went viral - not only for his impressive catch after a laser beam line drive hit by troy tulowitzki, but for the reactions by both players that followed:
ādid you catch that?!āĀ
and jose flashed that smile as he walked off the mound.Ā
āyes, i did.ā
a smile he couldnāt even contain when he himself was bewildered by fellow pitcher kenta maeda:
he always recognized and celebrated the talent he saw in others
he brought joy wherever he went, whenever he could
the passion that he felt for the game and for life shone so bright, and thatās one of the greatest reasons that this tragedy has cast such a dark shadow across all those who knew, loved, played with, and watched him. he was the embodiment of why we call the major leagues āthe showā.
i once saw a very blunt explanation of the tradition of using black and white photography to commemorate someone who has passed on: ācolour is life, black and white is deathā.Ā this is the reason iĀ chose to leave the three pictures above in colour; this is how i believe we should remember jose fernandez. not only as the incredibly talented florida marlin, whose brilliance on the field will remain in baseball history forever. but also for the infectious joy he carried throughout his life and illuminated all those around him with every day.
all my love and thoughts are with those experiencing a pain i could never imagine today: the fernandez family, carla mendoza and her unborn child (who jose had announced they were expecting only five days before his death), the marlins organization, and all the marlins fans.
may he rest in peace, and may his passion live on forever.Ā
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Hey New Mama, Do Me a Favor
āThe first few months as a new mama proved to be one of the hardest things I have experienced. People told me it would be difficult, but itās not something you can fully understand until you are entrenched in it. I think itās a combination of the crazy postpartum hormones, the lack of sleep, and the fact that life as you know it completely changes in an instant. Itās like a shock to the system on so many levels. You feel so alive, and yet, so alone.
And as I prepare to take on this journey for the second time, I wanted to write a letter, for myself, for you, for all the new mamas out there who are awake in the middle of the night, rocking a new baby, and feeling alone. I wanted to take a second to snap you out of your funk and pummel through the layers of exhaustion-induced haze in your brain, to sayā¦
Hey new mama, do me a favor.
Gaze down at that precious bundled ball of sweetness in your arms, kiss that tiny nose, those soft squishy cheeks, those perfect little lips, and rememberā¦
You can do this. You will do this. This wonāt last forever.
I know you feel guilty. You feel guilty for mourning the loss of your old life, instead of rejoicing in the new life in front of you. I know you feel like your emotions have gone haywire, and you feel guilty for crying more now than when you were pregnant. You feel terrible for unexpectedly lashing out at your husband. You feel like a bad mom for not enjoying every second with your new baby. You feel guilty.
But do me a favor. Stop beating yourself up. Start counting all the ways that tiny baby is a blessing, thank God for the little miracle in your arms, and remember, this wonāt last forever.
I know youāre tired, so tired. I know that when youāre up at 2 am, for the third time in 3 hours, you feel certain that you canāt possibly continue living this way. Youāre not sure if youāll be able to drag yourself out of bed, or keep your eyes open for even one more minute. You wonder how many cups of coffee one human can safely consume in a day. You truly question whether youāll ever be a normal, functioning human being, ever again. You are just so exhausted. I know that itās putting a damper on your new role as a mama. I know that itās casting a heavy fog over your attempts at joy.
But do me a favor. Keep those eyes open for just one more second. Take a mental snapshot of that perfect little face, savor that fresh baby smell, and remember, this wonāt last forever.
I know youāre overwhelmed. You are overwhelmed by the realization that this isnāt temporary. You feel the heaviness of knowing that this human is your responsibility, forever. You feel like the weight of the world is on your shoulders, and all of the unknown is terrifying. Every time someone asks how much the baby is eating, or the thermometer flashes a number higher than 100, or the baby screams for seemingly no reason at all for minutes and even hours on-end, you get scared. You feel helpless. You feel unequipped. You feel overwhelmed. And I know there are times you wish you could just walk away.
But do me favor. Stay. Stay in that rocking chair just one more minute. Memorize the way that tiny baby fits in your arms, run your fingers over those chubby little hands, and remember, this wonāt last forever.
I know you feel forgotten. I know you feel like the old you suddenly fails to exist. You find yourself covered in spit-up, counting poops, obsessed with trying to create a schedule, and wearing the same pair of sweatpants day after day. You wonder what happened to the person you once knew. Itās like she disappeared overnight, and you wonder if youāll ever find her again. You wonder if the person you used to be even still exists. I know you feel forgotten. I know you feel alone.
I know, I know. Itās hard.
Hey new mama
I know itās hard to see past the guilt, exhaustion, and heaviness when you are living smack dab in the middle of it. But, one day, you will. These hardships? Theyāll be forgotten. Things will get easier. One day soon, youāll wake up and feel at home again. Youāll feel at home in your new body and in your new life as a mama. Youāll realize the fog has lifted and youāll taste the sweetness you once dreamed of. And all youāll have left of the early days is the snapshots of that perfect squishy baby and the memories you were able to fight through the fog to hold onto.
So, do me a favor. Donāt let those moments go unnoticed. Donāt let the exhaustion cloud your vision. Give those cheeks an extra kiss, savor that sweet baby smell, and rock that baby just a little while longer. Gaze down at your bundled ball of sweetness, memorize those teeny tiny features, and thank God for the little breathing miracle in your arms. Hold tight to these precious, fleeting, sweet memories, and never let them go.
You can do this mama. You will do this. This wonāt last forever. ā
- http://theresplendent.com/motherhood/hey-new-mama-do-me-a-favor/
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One Month Old
Baby boy is one month old today! I canāt believe it! Where is the time going?
He can roll over, makes lots of sounds, lifts his head with some control, hates tummy time, and has great eye contact. Smiles all the time :) Baby boy is up to 8lbs 12oz and now 21.5 in length. He's growing like a weed lol ššā¤ļøš£
