Baby Wrappin'

I’m sitting here at 3:00p.m., in my spit-up covered pajamas, trying to pinpoint the last time I showered. The last time my hair wasn’t in a greasy, week-old topknot. The last time I sat down and ate a nice meal by myself. The last time I had a full night’s sleep. Or read a book. Or washed our bed sheets. Or went grocery shopping alone. I would really like to go grocery shopping alone.

For the life of me, I can’t seem to remember those things… but what I do remember is the day-to-day humbling moments of motherhood. You know the ones I’m talking about. The moments where you realize you can’t do this motherhood gig by yourself. The moments that bring you to your knees. The moments that help you realize how lucky you really are. I had one of these little humbling moments just the other day and it’s one I will never forget. 

It was a horrible, no good day of motherhood. I mean everything & anything was going wrong. I just had to get out of the house so I grabbed my car keys and my boys and didn’t look back. This drive landed me at the grocery store looking for some kind of sugary relief. Riggins kept trying to stand up and jump out of the cart. Gibson wouldn’t keep his binky in and was crying non-stop. I kept getting looks from people—you know those “I feel so sorry for you” looks.

I was about to throw in the towel when a middle-aged woman, heaven-sent for sure, walks by me and warmly smiles. We made eye contact. She stopped and put her hand on my shoulder. She said, “Always hold those baby close. Treasure those boys with everything you have. I could never have children of my own. Never let a day go by without telling your boys you love them.” I’ll never forget the feelings I felt in that moment. I was humbled. Oh, so humbled. I can’t believe how selfish I had been. I was taking it all for granted. Every. Single. Minute. Of. It. Having struggled with my own miscarriages, I felt a small portion of this woman’s pain. I promised myself that I would be more grateful for all the moments I have with my children—even the most difficult ones. I promised myself that I would always hold them close.

I’m so grateful that the Solly Baby Wrap allows me to hold my babies close anytime I want. There is a special bond formed when your baby is so close to your heart. I want both of my boys to know that they are the best things that ever happened to me—even on those horrible, no good days.

Oh motherhood, you are humbling in so many ways!