The Best....

This afternoon I found my inner tranquility goddess. We took you to the doctor this morning for your 9 month appointment...(You weigh 24lbs 11 oz by the way...)and you got your Polio shot. Doctor said there were the usual side effects with this vaccine, the nurse said there were none. WHO would be right???
You were a bit "off" after we got home, which I attributed to the fact that you are teething and the Polio shot. I made you some dinner....chicken with sweet potato and avocado. You took one bite and gagged, followed by vomiting the 8 ounces of formula you had eaten a couple of hours prior, all over yourself, the "high chair", rug...etc...I thought maybe you didn't care for the avocado, so I tossed the food (cleaned you up) and made a new dinner of just yams. You ate all of it...no problems...until the last bite...at which point you proceeded to vomit your dinner once again all over yourself, the "high chair", rug...I sat there for a second dumbfounded...I had no idea how to even begin cleaning this...and this time you were crying...(understandably so piglet...understandably so...).
I took off the tray and laid it on the floor, got you out and carried you to our bedroom. I laid a towel on the bed and took off your clothes and diaper...put on a clean diaper and laid you in the crib as to allow me some "hands free" time to clean the clothes off the bed and begin your bath. I walked into the bathroom, bent over the bathtub and turned on the faucet, only to have the shower shoot out and soak me. I then hear you crying hard...so I (dripping) walk into the room and see your foot is stuck in between two rails of the crib...
I pick you up and console you. We go back to the bathroom and get the bath ready...which you take with utter joy...splashing water all over...as it should be...(What's another gallon of water on me at this point?)...
We finish the bath...I dress you in your pj's and we go play for a bit.
Around 6:30, I make a watered down bottle for you, and get the bed prepared in case your tummy feels upset during the night...I scoop you up and we go lay down on the bed as you drink your bottle with gusto while clutching the "oh so appropriately named" BARFY...one of your two "blankies" you sleep with...I lay next to you, in the darkened bedroom and watch you...You are so happy...tired but full of eagerness to roll and try to crawl. I just lay there, ocassionaly rubbing your back or caressing your head, as you roll back and forth...you make the most adorable sounds at this time...I am drowning in love for you...feeling so incredibly lucky to be your mom...to be able to share these moments with you...
You laughed, rolled and tried crawling for 45 minutes...it was like you had so much to do that you couldn't go to sleep...At times you rolled right next to me and looked into my eyes and squealed with delight...
This is why today of all days, I feel so blessed, grateful and lucky...Sure, dealing with vomit is not the top pastime on my list...(neither is getting soaked by the shower in the middle of a "crisis")...but through it all, I was calm...I had a smile on my face and embraced what you and life offered me...
The "reward"...the ying of the yang...came when I laid in bed next to you...This is what motherhood is about...being able to go with the flow of what is presented...as to not miss the daily gifts available for the taking...and today I took.
You are the best O...you are the best...