365 Days of August: Lessons From a Year of Parenting

BROUGHT TO YOU BY BABY DOVE

The first year of your baby’s life is truly the longest, shortest period. The days (and nights) are long, but the months are short. In the blink of an eye, he’s gone from this tiny creature, unable to do anything but cry (and fill up a diaper) to a little boy, grasping, playing, and with his very own personality.

I’ve always had a fickle relationship with time. When things are going good, I’m either waiting for the other shoe to drop or counting down to when it ends. While the high highs and the low lows are just a part of who I am, having a child has complicated this relationship with time in ways I could never have predicted.

As many of you know, parenthood is hardly parsed into happy, sad, and challenging moments but swirled together until almost indistinguishable. During this last year, I’ve found myself longing for the next phase of development while wishing I could stop time and stay in that exact moment forever all in the same breath.

The first few months were such chaos; we were both in survival mode 24/7. Both Joe and I had a death-grip on our iPhones, ready to whip it out and snap photos or shoot videos to capture time. Often, after August went to sleep, I would lie awake and replay photos and videos from days or weeks past, crying over how fast it’s going, willing time to slow down. By living in this permanent state of nostalgia, I wasn’t present in the moment. No longer “mom,” but a documentarian.

We have pictures of this time, but frankly, not many memories. Since this sad realization, I’ve been trying to be more present in my interactions with August. Taking a moment to pause and notice my surroundings; the dust dancing in the morning light as I feed August. His laughter and the smell of the Baby Dove shampoo on his head while giving him a bath. The tightness of his hugs, and wetness of his kisses, the feeling of his feet in my hands and his warm breath on my chest after a marathon day of refusing to nap. These are the things that I want to remember; moments that are richer and more visceral than a camera could ever capture.

While I’ve been obsessed with finding the balance between recording every minute of his life and living in the moment, I’ve come to realize the things that connect me most to this monumental year of development for not only August but for Joe and myself, are things you can’t capture with an image. And while I can’t stop time, I’m able to revisit these moments, quite strongly in fact, through my other senses.

I’ve caught myself crying in the car when a song from my “birth playlist” came on the radio. In a recent packing frenzy, I accidentally grabbed August’s Baby Dove lotion, and upon usage, all I could smell was him. All of the associations were developed unconsciously on my part, they just appeared, and instantly took me to some of the happiest moments of my life.

As my son, completes his first full trip around the sun, I’m also celebrating a personal milestone, my first anniversary of being a mom. This brand new role didn’t come naturally, but I’m proud to say I’m feeling much more comfortable these days. I don’t have all the answers, but I feel like I can trust my instincts a bit more, having already experienced this first year with him.

As I celebrate my first anniversary of being a mom, I want to share a special offer from Target Cartwheel, 10% off of any Baby Dove product, courtesy of Baby Dove.

I also want to hear your experiences in your first year of being a mom. How are you capturing moments? Or how do you relive them?

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  • This is so beautiful! I can relate SO WELL with that anxiety about time moving by so quickly and trying to savor every precious moment before it slips through your fingers. I have a two year old and I’m a photographer and I’ve often beat myself up for not taking “real photos” of my daughter and only grabbing iPhone shots or sometimes none at all because I wanted to be present. I literally took ZERO photos at her first and second birthday! Something that has helped me not feel like I have to capture it all is asking photographer friends to take photos of my family. One of my friends photographed her first and second birthday for me so I could sit back and enjoy. Another friend traded family photos with me, I took theirs and they took ours. I think finding ways to ask other people to come in and help with capturing your family is the best!

  • I prefer quick, vlog like, videos on my phone. Capture the surroundings, describe whats going on, get some cute smiles from the bebe and then put the phone away. 30 seconds at most. They’re not ‘Instagramable’ but they are fun to look back on and just enough to spark my memories of that day/event. My daughter is starting to get the the age where we can watch some of the videos back together which has been really fun.

    • You are so right about little video clips. They’re the ones I watch over and over and over when I’m away from home… or when I miss him while he’s sleeping. xo

  • I can relate to this so well! I am constantly excited for the next stage, while simultaneously willing time to stand still so I can have my baby little forever. It’s truly a beautiful anxious time 😊

  • I am not a mom, but it has been exactly a year since I recovered from an ectopic pregnancy. Not exactly the same story, but something I am proud to have survived. When the time is right, I will become a mom. <3

    • Lexie,
      Thanks for sharing your story. I had an ectopic pregnancy two years ago this month, and it was one of the hardest experiences of my life. Getting excited about a new baby one moment and then it’s all gone. My ectopic was caught early, but it didn’t make it any less painful. For me, the worst part was the randomness of the situation. I did nothing, nor could’ve I prevented it from happening.
      My son was born August the year following my experience with my ectopic.
      My heart goes out to you.
      -Bridgette Dutkowski (Managing Director, Wit & Delight)

  • I have a 2 year old, and I still struggle with balancing being in the moment vs. capturing the moment. It’s a hard balance (if there even is one). You said the smell of the baby lotion brought you right back, and I was thinking something similar this morning. For me, is a vanilla latte. It’s one from my local coffee shop, and it’s not my favorite. But due to location I drank them a lot when my son was a newborn. I don’t have them often now, but when I do it brings me right back to those early days! And this morning I thought I should go buy one just for old time sake.

  • I’m not sure if it’s the sleep deprivation, but the first year really has been a blur. My daughter is 11 months old (and will be one year on July 31!), so I’ve really felt so much camaraderie with you as we’re both first time moms! I totally agree that the best moments but have been hard to capture on video or camera … probably because my little one gets distracted when I whip out the phone and will immediately stop blabbering or waving or doing the cute thing I’m trying to get on film (sigh, why can’t babies perform on command??). There’s been a lot of talk about mindfulness recently, and I feel like this is especially important for moms who constantly have their minds going a mile a minute! I have a sister who’s a whiz at photography and helps me take inaugural monthly photos to capture those monthly milestones, but for the most part, I’ve actually been trying to stay off my phone lately because I don’t want my daughter to start thinking my iPhone is something she has to compete with for my attention! :p Anyway, thanks for sharing about your parenting journey this year .. your candidness about the ups and downs have really resonated with me, especially in my “I have no idea what I’m doing!!” moments 😉 Cheers to year two!

    • Rachel! It’s such a blur. Joe and I were saying yesterday how long the days felt… but how fast the year went. It’s really scary! Good for you for staying off your phone. I usually take Saturday or Sunday to get off it completely but still feel bad about not documenting a great day with August. I’ve been noticing that when he notices I’m working on my computer or scrolling through social media… he’ll crawl towards me, tilt his head, and wait for me to look at him! It breaks my heart. Thanks for sharing here and for coming along on this crazy journey! And yes! Cheers to year two <3

  • This post is beautiful and describes everything I am thinking but can’t put as eloquently while finishing out my daughter’s 7th week.
    While I take pictures every day I keep thinking of living in the now and just being with her.
    This might sound strange but smell and memories go hand in hand. I am trying to keep smell consistent be it lavendar at night or her bath products or the perfume I choose to keep me grounded. Someday, when I smell the perfume I am currently wearing every day I’ll be transported back to how life is right now.

  • I tear up every time I think about my 9 month old getting one day older… I miss that newborn but love the boy he’s becoming. It’s heartbreaking and heartwarming at the same time.
    To help me remember, I make a family yearbook. It helps me focus on the important things each year. I don’t want to forget anything!

  • This is beautiful. I can relate.
    I lost twins.
    Thought I could never have again.
    Tried continually but failed.
    Then one day I saw my son in a dream.
    Beautiful inside out.
    He was a baby and then an adult in the dream.
    So I knew he’d make it.
    He came unexpectedly.
    Everyday I am mesmerized by him and how fast he’s developing. My love for him grows daily.
    Yes 1yr and five months. Busy, fast learner. Determined. I often say..Against all odds. Birthed in prayer, bathed in love.
    He calls me mommy Angy or Angel.
    We do everything together. He feeds me. Helps me with cleaning and laundry. Play games. Loves nature. He repeats words right after me. We laugh a lot. He has his favourite movies.

  • My son is just four months old and also feel like I can’t wait for the next milestone but try to hold on to him being a baby. The beginning was so rough but since a photo can’t always capture a special moment, I like to jot down things I liked each month. Whether it’s his mullet because his hair is growing in or his new laugh, it helps me remember the small things.

  • What a beautiful post. This may seem obvious, but when I do post photos of my two sweet boys to social media I use specific hashtags (their first and middle names). It’s always fun to click on the hashtags and see all of the posted images along with the sweet and sometimes hilarious comments from friends and family. When my first son was born (he’s 3.5 now) I suffered from severe PPD. When I look back on his photos, I see a beautiful happy boy and recognize everything I went through during that time. It’s bittersweet but powerful to acknowledge that I made it. His 1st birthday was special for so many reasons including the fact that I was finally able to recognize my own incredible strength. Mamas are superheroes. From one Super Mom to another, Happy Mama-versary!

  • Congratulations on your first year! My baby boy is a few months away from turning one, as well. I remind myself that this moment will soon become a memory – it pulls me into the present to savor it. I love watching videos of him and have been logging major moments daily in the Day One app. It’s incredible how difficult it is to remember details from a week ago.

  • I commented on your IG the other day, but I relate SO MUCH to this. I’m caught between wanting to be fully in the moment, but also document everything 100% of the time because I know I’m not going to remember it all after a while. Just this morning I thought to myself that I have to get a picture of my son’s face when I open up his nursery door first thing in the morning. It’s pure joy. He’s 8.5 mos, and I can’t really tell how I feel about it. Those days that were so hard are past, I got through them. While I was in them it felt glacial. And he’s starting daycare in 1.5 months. Somehow, I’m like “Oh my time with my little boy is over. I’ll never have THIS period back” but I still have 6 or some weeks left! It’s that thing of living in the moment but already looking to the next thing. I so much want him to just stay this size for like 2 more years and then he can start growing again.

    Sometimes I wonder if I really remember what he looked like when he was just a wee thing, or if I’m just seeing the pictures of him in my head and fabricating memories. Ultimately, I’m grateful I took so many photos. That time is such a blur, and they grow so fast.

    It’s funny, when he was littler and even more dependent, I was so hungry for adult interaction and to do work and get paid. Then we turned a corner and now I want to spend more time with him as he grows and becomes a little person but our time is coming to a close. Motherhood is so complex.

    Happy Momiversary!

    • Thank you so much for sharing Caroline! I totally relate on having a hard time grasping what we actually remember and what we capture. I just want to bottle every second up!

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