As you may or may not have noticed, I didn't post last night. Sorry about that. Alex came home from work and the three of us hung out on our bed talking and laughing and just generally being a cutesy little family. Alex left to put Jack to bed and I curled up under the covers. And I woke up 4? 5? hours later. Something like that. It was a long time. Apparently, I was tired.
About that last post. I do hope I didn't come across as whiny or needy. After I saw those two very kind comments, I realized I might have come off as "No one cares about me! Boo hoo!" And I didn't mean that at all. And I certainly didn't mean to act like I doubt my internet friends' love for me. So I apologize for that. I know that lots of people care for me and I am extremely grateful for your care and concern.
At any rate, I have been thinking that I'd like to talk more about this past year and the roller coaster that it has been. In order to do that, I feel like I need to reveal some History of Cora as well. My plan of action is to post the story in bits and pieces. In other words, if something funny or cute happens during the day, I can post about that. I won't feel the need to only talk, talk, talk about depression and anxiety issues only. For example, tomorrow is Friday, so I'm planning on doing my 7 Quick Takes for tomorrow. (I've already thought of 4 or 5 already!) But I'd like to share my story and therefore it'll come out as a series. (And hopefully there will be a point in the end.)
I haven't written all of it yet, but it's been taking shape in my head for a while now. I suppose this all came about because I feel as though the unexamined life is a waste. I have simply felt a deep and strong conviction to look at where I have come from and learn from those experiences. I hope you’ll join me on that journey.
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
Thinking
I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about what I want to post on this here blog and what direction I'd like to go in. I've been tossing around the idea of sharing some personal things. Which is slightly terrifying because it's going to be on the internet. You know? Like where people are mean. And anybody can read it. But at the same time, I can't escape this feeling that I need to share with the world my story. [Edited to add: Would you look at the construction of that last sentence? My god. My English degree weeps in shame.] And I feel like I should just jump in and do it. It's a little drumbeat that goes on and on in my head every day, "Just share, Cora! Share!"
I know this seems weird and enigmatic and frankly, kind of dumb. The 14.83 of you who come to this site probably do not care that much and now I'm building it up to be something that it's not.
This makes no sense. Where am I going with this? How am I going to end this post? What am I trying to say???
Uhhhhh.....
Quick! Look at the cute baby!
I know this seems weird and enigmatic and frankly, kind of dumb. The 14.83 of you who come to this site probably do not care that much and now I'm building it up to be something that it's not.
This makes no sense. Where am I going with this? How am I going to end this post? What am I trying to say???
Uhhhhh.....
Quick! Look at the cute baby!
Monday, August 03, 2009
Four Months
Somebody at the Sand Palace turned four months old today!
I know! I am just as surprised as you are, son!
We went to the pediatrician today for the four month check up and torture session. Jack weighs 15 pounds even and is 26 inches long. He has grown three inches in the past two months. I knew he was looking kind of tall lately, but I didn't realize HOW TALL. So it turns out it wasn't my imagination that his legs were hanging off of the swing more. Or that the car seat seemed a little...short. Oddly enough, he did not gain as much weight as I expected. At his two month check up, he was in the 90th percentile in weight and 50th in length. He's decided to switch it up a bit to start his fourth month of life and be in the 50th percentile in weight and 90th in length. Way to keep us on our toes!
As I mentioned before, Jack learned how to roll over this past month. I finally caught it on camera...sort of. Behold:
Genius child!
This past month has been an eye opener for both Jack and me. He has not only started noticing the world around him, but has realized he can interact with said world. He reaches for things now. Before, he would sit in my lap and let me eat. Now, he wants to reach out for whatever is going into my mouth. Cookie, banana, whatever. He would like some too, please. (Mostly cookies go in my mouth, so that's probably what he thinks everyone eats all the time. Which would be nice except my chin called and wants to know why there are two of them now.) He's noticed Parsnip and has fallen madly and deeply in love with her. He watches her intently and reaches out for her constantly. We're working on having a "gentle" touch when we "pet" the puppy. The other day, the dogs were playing and Jack let out a deep belly laugh. A laugh that sounded just like a little boy's laugh. Not a baby's laugh. He's growing up right before my eyes.
As for me, well, this month has marked a turning point in my life too. I feel as though I am a mom. FINALLY. Yes, it took me over two months to adjust to this new role. The difficulty of finishing school and overcoming my medical problems from labor and delivery were almost too much to handle. The first two months of Jack's life feel like a strange, horrible nightmare. A nightmare that happened to someone else. Alex and I have talked about this extensively and last night he remarked that it is like "we're different people now. But in a good way." And I couldn't agree more. While Jack might have fallen madly and deeply in love with Parsnip this month, I have spent my time falling madly and deeply in love with him. This sweet, precious boy has completely turned my life upside down. And I know mommy bloggers throw the terms "sweet" and "precious" around A LOT. A whole lot. So much so that I kind of loathe to even use the words. But I just cannot think of better words to describe my son. He really is precious. There is nothing more important to me. I value him more than anyone else in the world. (Well, he AND Alex are equally precious. Just sayin'! Love you honey!) And he really is so sweet. He loves to lay on the bed and smile and "talk" to me while he grabs my hands. And seriously, my heart melts EVERY SINGLE TIME he does this.
(See smiling and hand grabbing on full display in picture above.)
So yes, this past month, everything has changed. Both of our eyes have been opened. It's like we both woke up from a coma. And I can't believe I get to kiss these chubby little cheeks every single day.
I've realized that Jack and I are going to learn about life together. We're getting to know each other and exploring the world as a mother and son duo. I plan to teach him as much as I can, but you know what? He can teach me too.
And I can't wait to see what we discover next. Even if it just the tastiness of his fingers.
I know! I am just as surprised as you are, son!
We went to the pediatrician today for the four month check up and torture session. Jack weighs 15 pounds even and is 26 inches long. He has grown three inches in the past two months. I knew he was looking kind of tall lately, but I didn't realize HOW TALL. So it turns out it wasn't my imagination that his legs were hanging off of the swing more. Or that the car seat seemed a little...short. Oddly enough, he did not gain as much weight as I expected. At his two month check up, he was in the 90th percentile in weight and 50th in length. He's decided to switch it up a bit to start his fourth month of life and be in the 50th percentile in weight and 90th in length. Way to keep us on our toes!
As I mentioned before, Jack learned how to roll over this past month. I finally caught it on camera...sort of. Behold:
Genius child!
This past month has been an eye opener for both Jack and me. He has not only started noticing the world around him, but has realized he can interact with said world. He reaches for things now. Before, he would sit in my lap and let me eat. Now, he wants to reach out for whatever is going into my mouth. Cookie, banana, whatever. He would like some too, please. (Mostly cookies go in my mouth, so that's probably what he thinks everyone eats all the time. Which would be nice except my chin called and wants to know why there are two of them now.) He's noticed Parsnip and has fallen madly and deeply in love with her. He watches her intently and reaches out for her constantly. We're working on having a "gentle" touch when we "pet" the puppy. The other day, the dogs were playing and Jack let out a deep belly laugh. A laugh that sounded just like a little boy's laugh. Not a baby's laugh. He's growing up right before my eyes.
As for me, well, this month has marked a turning point in my life too. I feel as though I am a mom. FINALLY. Yes, it took me over two months to adjust to this new role. The difficulty of finishing school and overcoming my medical problems from labor and delivery were almost too much to handle. The first two months of Jack's life feel like a strange, horrible nightmare. A nightmare that happened to someone else. Alex and I have talked about this extensively and last night he remarked that it is like "we're different people now. But in a good way." And I couldn't agree more. While Jack might have fallen madly and deeply in love with Parsnip this month, I have spent my time falling madly and deeply in love with him. This sweet, precious boy has completely turned my life upside down. And I know mommy bloggers throw the terms "sweet" and "precious" around A LOT. A whole lot. So much so that I kind of loathe to even use the words. But I just cannot think of better words to describe my son. He really is precious. There is nothing more important to me. I value him more than anyone else in the world. (Well, he AND Alex are equally precious. Just sayin'! Love you honey!) And he really is so sweet. He loves to lay on the bed and smile and "talk" to me while he grabs my hands. And seriously, my heart melts EVERY SINGLE TIME he does this.
(See smiling and hand grabbing on full display in picture above.)
So yes, this past month, everything has changed. Both of our eyes have been opened. It's like we both woke up from a coma. And I can't believe I get to kiss these chubby little cheeks every single day.
I've realized that Jack and I are going to learn about life together. We're getting to know each other and exploring the world as a mother and son duo. I plan to teach him as much as I can, but you know what? He can teach me too.
And I can't wait to see what we discover next. Even if it just the tastiness of his fingers.
Sunday, August 02, 2009
Questions Answered
So I'm a tool and didn't check my Advice Blog list on my Google Reader this weekend.
Guess what? Amalah answered my question in the Advice Smackdown! Y'all! Amy read an e-mail from me and then ANSWERED MY QUESTIONS. I feel so special. :)
In case you don't feel so inclined to click on the link, I e-mailed asking for advice on flying with Jack later this month. Her advice was, as per usual, excellent and I got tons of great tips in the 39 (!!!) comments. I already feel less stressed! So go read it!
Guess what? Amalah answered my question in the Advice Smackdown! Y'all! Amy read an e-mail from me and then ANSWERED MY QUESTIONS. I feel so special. :)
In case you don't feel so inclined to click on the link, I e-mailed asking for advice on flying with Jack later this month. Her advice was, as per usual, excellent and I got tons of great tips in the 39 (!!!) comments. I already feel less stressed! So go read it!
Friday, July 31, 2009
Seven Quick Takes - 7/31/09
It’s Friday!
1. Last night, I had coffee with a friend. While I was out, Alex decided to take Jack to Wal-Mart (or Wal-Marks, if you’re my Maw Maw). They were home by the time I got home and everything seemed fine. Later in the evening, Alex was all…have you seen the diaper bag? Forgetting that he had gone out, I was like, oh, did I leave it in the car? And he was like, no, I took it out with me. Y’all, Alex left the diaper bag at Wal-Mart. We searched high and low and the only conclusion was that it was still in the blue land of low prices. I thought he had left it out in the cart in the parking lot. And it was raining. I was imagining a dripping wet diaper bag full of ruined baby items. And my camera. Crap. So Alex rushed out to the store grumbling at himself and I sat at home and mentally began shopping for a new diaper bag. Silver lining and all, you know? But I’ll have to be happy with the one we have because it was sitting at customer service dry and happy and full of its contents. Whew!
2. Jack discovered this morning that he can make a high pitched squeal. And he LOVES it. He has been doing it all day. It really is the cutest thing in the world. The dogs, however, HATE it. Probably because if the pitch goes any higher, only they could hear it. So every time he makes this noise, the dogs both perk up their ears and look around. Then they both give me a look like, please shut him up, will ya?
3. This week, I have been obsessed with baked potatoes. I have eaten at least three in the past four days. I put cheese, a little butter, and a dash of salt on them and it’s like I’ve died and gone to heaven. Which is silly, because it is nothing to write home about. But I can’t stop eating them! They are so, so, so tasty! Although this probably means I will probably HATE them next week and will not eat a baked potato for months. Such is my cycle of eating. Which, by the way, is obnoxious and drives Alex BATTY. Sorry honey!
4. I am ready to get my hair cut. I haven’t gotten my hair did since before Jack was born. And since he will be four months old (!!!) on Monday, that means I haven’t done anything to my hair in, oh, about 6 months. AWESOME. I am considering going shorter than normal. I really need a simple, easy style since I rarely have time to “do” my hair. However, I’m too big of a chicken to just chop it off super short. My face is too round (and fat) to handle a short, cropped ‘do. Which makes me think the only option is a short bob? Surely not, though, right? I’d like to keep it long enough to be able to put it back so I don’t have to deal with ripping my hair out of a baby’s hands all day long. I don’t know what to do, but it needs to be done. STAT.
5. Anybody else watch Big Brother? It’s an addiction. It is so trashy, yet I cannot turn away. I even spent time reading forums about what was going on in the live feed last night. Yes, I was reading about Big Brother instead of writing this post or cleaning or doing anything even remotely edifying. But I really wanted to know who won the HOH competition! Embarrassing. (I found out who won, though!)
6. Parsnip is my shadow. Did you know this? Because she is. She always follows me wherever I go in the house. She hates going outside, but will gladly trot outdoors if I walk out. This was cute and endearing when I first got her. Then it got annoying. Then I just sighed and got used to it. However! It is driving me INSANE lately. I put Jack down to nap upstairs in our room because it’s the darkest room in the house. So whenever he cries, I have to run upstairs to check on him. And what does Parsnip do? Run ahead of me! Because it’s exciting! Mom is running! And when I go in there to put him down, she MUST BE IN THE ROOM. I have no idea why because he usually cries before he goes to sleep. She either waits until he is asleep and jumps on the bed waking him up, or lays down in the closet. So every time I am quietly leaving the room to let him sleep, I have to whisper-call her to GET OUT OF THE CLOSET AND COME DOWNSTAIRS ALREADY.
7. I joined Sam’s Club yesterday. Well, we joined Sam’s Club. We’re splitting a membership with my brother and sister-in-law. I went yesterday to buy the membership and I officially felt old. My parents used to have to DRAG me to Sam’s because I HAAAAATED going. HATED IT. There is not a store more boring to a kid than Sam’s. Well, ok, and I always used to get an Icee pretty much every trip. It was like a bribe. Make it through the store and you get an Icee! I only liked to go when there were samples available. But now! Now I love it. I love buying in bulk. I love getting good deals on everyday items. I get a little thrill when I can buy formula on the cheap. And this means that I am an adult now. No two ways about it. That kind of makes me a little sad on the inside. But now I can get a good deal on an Icee any time I want.
1. Last night, I had coffee with a friend. While I was out, Alex decided to take Jack to Wal-Mart (or Wal-Marks, if you’re my Maw Maw). They were home by the time I got home and everything seemed fine. Later in the evening, Alex was all…have you seen the diaper bag? Forgetting that he had gone out, I was like, oh, did I leave it in the car? And he was like, no, I took it out with me. Y’all, Alex left the diaper bag at Wal-Mart. We searched high and low and the only conclusion was that it was still in the blue land of low prices. I thought he had left it out in the cart in the parking lot. And it was raining. I was imagining a dripping wet diaper bag full of ruined baby items. And my camera. Crap. So Alex rushed out to the store grumbling at himself and I sat at home and mentally began shopping for a new diaper bag. Silver lining and all, you know? But I’ll have to be happy with the one we have because it was sitting at customer service dry and happy and full of its contents. Whew!
2. Jack discovered this morning that he can make a high pitched squeal. And he LOVES it. He has been doing it all day. It really is the cutest thing in the world. The dogs, however, HATE it. Probably because if the pitch goes any higher, only they could hear it. So every time he makes this noise, the dogs both perk up their ears and look around. Then they both give me a look like, please shut him up, will ya?
3. This week, I have been obsessed with baked potatoes. I have eaten at least three in the past four days. I put cheese, a little butter, and a dash of salt on them and it’s like I’ve died and gone to heaven. Which is silly, because it is nothing to write home about. But I can’t stop eating them! They are so, so, so tasty! Although this probably means I will probably HATE them next week and will not eat a baked potato for months. Such is my cycle of eating. Which, by the way, is obnoxious and drives Alex BATTY. Sorry honey!
4. I am ready to get my hair cut. I haven’t gotten my hair did since before Jack was born. And since he will be four months old (!!!) on Monday, that means I haven’t done anything to my hair in, oh, about 6 months. AWESOME. I am considering going shorter than normal. I really need a simple, easy style since I rarely have time to “do” my hair. However, I’m too big of a chicken to just chop it off super short. My face is too round (and fat) to handle a short, cropped ‘do. Which makes me think the only option is a short bob? Surely not, though, right? I’d like to keep it long enough to be able to put it back so I don’t have to deal with ripping my hair out of a baby’s hands all day long. I don’t know what to do, but it needs to be done. STAT.
5. Anybody else watch Big Brother? It’s an addiction. It is so trashy, yet I cannot turn away. I even spent time reading forums about what was going on in the live feed last night. Yes, I was reading about Big Brother instead of writing this post or cleaning or doing anything even remotely edifying. But I really wanted to know who won the HOH competition! Embarrassing. (I found out who won, though!)
6. Parsnip is my shadow. Did you know this? Because she is. She always follows me wherever I go in the house. She hates going outside, but will gladly trot outdoors if I walk out. This was cute and endearing when I first got her. Then it got annoying. Then I just sighed and got used to it. However! It is driving me INSANE lately. I put Jack down to nap upstairs in our room because it’s the darkest room in the house. So whenever he cries, I have to run upstairs to check on him. And what does Parsnip do? Run ahead of me! Because it’s exciting! Mom is running! And when I go in there to put him down, she MUST BE IN THE ROOM. I have no idea why because he usually cries before he goes to sleep. She either waits until he is asleep and jumps on the bed waking him up, or lays down in the closet. So every time I am quietly leaving the room to let him sleep, I have to whisper-call her to GET OUT OF THE CLOSET AND COME DOWNSTAIRS ALREADY.
7. I joined Sam’s Club yesterday. Well, we joined Sam’s Club. We’re splitting a membership with my brother and sister-in-law. I went yesterday to buy the membership and I officially felt old. My parents used to have to DRAG me to Sam’s because I HAAAAATED going. HATED IT. There is not a store more boring to a kid than Sam’s. Well, ok, and I always used to get an Icee pretty much every trip. It was like a bribe. Make it through the store and you get an Icee! I only liked to go when there were samples available. But now! Now I love it. I love buying in bulk. I love getting good deals on everyday items. I get a little thrill when I can buy formula on the cheap. And this means that I am an adult now. No two ways about it. That kind of makes me a little sad on the inside. But now I can get a good deal on an Icee any time I want.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Anti-Social
I did a little shopping today because we needed some fascinating items like shampoo, conditioner, deodorant, dog food, and dryer sheets. Exciting, I know. I made the miscalculation of going out before Jack's late afternoon nap. I decided to make an extra stop while we were out and I hoped he would just fall asleep in the car. Which he did. But when I brought him out of the car, he immediately woke up.
You have to understand, I am pretty sure I gave birth to a vampire. Jack hates the sun. HAAAAAATES it. It's pretty funny to watch him enter the sun. He immediately closes his eyes and shrinks back with this face of horror. You can almost hear him say, "My eyes! My eyes!" So far, he hasn't burst into flames in the sun, but I'm just waiting to see him sparkle.
So, of course, the second I take him out of the car, the sun hit his face. And awake he is. And awake he shall be. To my pleasant surprise, he was in an excellent mood. He smiled and cooed at me the entire time we were in the store. He kept kicking his foot to me and frankly, it was ADORABLE. I was so excited that he was doing well and headed to the check out lane with a bounce in my step.
The lady checking us out was very nice and while I was paying, she leaned forward and said, "Hi!" to Jack. I didn't look over at first, because Jack is a happy baby. He's one of those babies who smiles at everyone he sees. When I was walking him around the car dealership the other day, he smiled at EVERY SINGLE SALESMAN. Every one of them. He's a charming kid. So this nice lady leans over to say hi and what does Jack do? (You know what's coming, of course.) Jack SCREAMS. And I mean SCREAMS. It exploded from his mouth. Violently. Forcefully. His face turned bright red. Tears were streaming from his face. He went absolutely nuts. The lady turned to me and said, "I've never had a baby cry at me like that before!" Which is great, the exact thing I want my kid to be known for. I made a lame excuse about him being tired and not getting a good nap in, but seriously? Seriously? I was right there. It's not like he couldn't see me.
He calmed down after the lady backed away and was perfectly fine as we left. Have I given birth to the most anti-social baby ever? Gah!
You have to understand, I am pretty sure I gave birth to a vampire. Jack hates the sun. HAAAAAATES it. It's pretty funny to watch him enter the sun. He immediately closes his eyes and shrinks back with this face of horror. You can almost hear him say, "My eyes! My eyes!" So far, he hasn't burst into flames in the sun, but I'm just waiting to see him sparkle.
So, of course, the second I take him out of the car, the sun hit his face. And awake he is. And awake he shall be. To my pleasant surprise, he was in an excellent mood. He smiled and cooed at me the entire time we were in the store. He kept kicking his foot to me and frankly, it was ADORABLE. I was so excited that he was doing well and headed to the check out lane with a bounce in my step.
The lady checking us out was very nice and while I was paying, she leaned forward and said, "Hi!" to Jack. I didn't look over at first, because Jack is a happy baby. He's one of those babies who smiles at everyone he sees. When I was walking him around the car dealership the other day, he smiled at EVERY SINGLE SALESMAN. Every one of them. He's a charming kid. So this nice lady leans over to say hi and what does Jack do? (You know what's coming, of course.) Jack SCREAMS. And I mean SCREAMS. It exploded from his mouth. Violently. Forcefully. His face turned bright red. Tears were streaming from his face. He went absolutely nuts. The lady turned to me and said, "I've never had a baby cry at me like that before!" Which is great, the exact thing I want my kid to be known for. I made a lame excuse about him being tired and not getting a good nap in, but seriously? Seriously? I was right there. It's not like he couldn't see me.
He calmed down after the lady backed away and was perfectly fine as we left. Have I given birth to the most anti-social baby ever? Gah!
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
A Day in the Life
9:01 am We’re going to be productive today! Alex starts calling different car dealerships.
9:45 am Alex calls me. He’s excited. We’re getting a new car!
10:00 am Jack is fussy. Super fussy. Should I feed him? Is that his problem? Are you hungry? Why can’t you talk yet? It’s a little early to eat. Are you sure you’re hungry? Should I feed you?
10:01 am Jack: AAAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: Yes, I will feed you.
10:30 am I get a text message asking for help with a cover letter! Good times! Alex also calls to let me know he has an appointment at the dealership at 2 pm. We discuss whether or not I need to be there. I tell him that I’ll go ahead and get Jack and I ready, just in case.
10:45 am I get a text message asking for help with a cover letter. Good times!
11:00 am Jack falls asleep in his swing. I leave him there so I can keep working on the cover letter e-mail and talk to Alex.
11:30 am Jack wakes up. That was not a very long nap. Hmmmmm.....
11:45 am Hey Jack, let’s go back to sleep! Want to go hang out upstairs?
Jack: BBBBBBLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
11:46 am Ok, so no?
11:51 am How about we play on the play gym? Woo!
12:01 pm How about we do some tummy time? We love rolling!
12:22 pm So are we going to maybe nap or something? You seem a little cranky.
12:35 pm Ok! We’ll do something else. Read a book, maybe?
12:44 pm O.M.G. Please stay happy.
1:00 pm Alright! We are going to take a nap. Swaddle Me? Pacifier? Rocking Chair? Let’s go!
1:15 pm You can stop screaming aaannnnyyyy time now.
1:30 pm Ok, really. YOU, SIR, ARE NAPPING.
1:35 pm He is finally asleep. THANK YOU GOD. I’m feeling pretty tired. He keeps freaking out when I leave. So I’ll just lay here too. Ah, I am really tired, actually. This bed is so comfortable...
1:36 pm Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
2:00 pm Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
2:30 pm Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
2:55 pm Hmmm, I feel like I slept for a while. I wonder what time it is? I feel like I should probably go check my phone.
3:00 pm Wait. What? It’s what pm? Uhhhhh…yeah, I should check my phone. Maybe the baby won’t wake up.
3:00:01 pm CRAP. THE BABY WOKE UP.
3:01 pm Ten missed calls. TEN MISSED CALLS. Oh dear.
3:02 pm Alex informs me that he didn’t have the title to his truck with him. They need it for the deal to go through. Can I look for it? And then can I bring it up there?
3:05 pm WHERE IS THE TRUCK TITLE, OMG!?
3:06 pm Of course it’s the last possible thing in the box. OF COURSE IT IS.
3:07 pm Jack starts screaming. What the?
3:10 pm Wait. When did he eat last? 10? It’s been…4 hours? :sigh:
3:11 pm Ok, I can feed the baby and get stuff done. I can multi-task! For example, I can put him in his car seat and put it on our bed. Then I can hold the bottle with one hand and put my pants on with the other! Then I can put him on the floor in the hallway and close as many doors as I can with the other hand!
3:25 pm I just realized I haven’t showered yet today. Oh well. Deodorant is awesome! Does my hair look ok? Well, no. It looks like I just slept on it for a few hours. Ponytail, fine. Whatever. I’ll do my make up in the car. Packed diaper bag, baby in car seat, dogs inside, title in hand, let’s go!
3:30 pm Wow, this is a lot of traffic.
3:45 pm Finally, we’re moving. Those clouds look kind of…dark. Ominous maybe?
3:50 pm It’s raining really hard. Did the car in front of just put their flashers on? I can’t really see. Is that the exit right there? Am I lost?
4:00 pm At the dealership AT LAST.
4:15 pm .....
4:30 pm .....
4:45 pm What are they doing to the car? Are they putting it together themselves? I WANT TO GO HOME.
5:00 pm Apparently there was more to do than just hand the title over, ALEX.
5:15 pm Ok! We’re good! Let’s go home!
5:45 pm I am so excited to have our new car. It’s lovely. Really, just lovely. I feel so blessed to have two new cars in our possession. What a blessing. Life is so good. Is the baby crying again?
6:00 pm AAAAAAAAAUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
6:01 PM :sigh:
6:30 pm Let’s just feed the poor thing and let him go to sleep. That should work right?
7:00 pm HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. YEAH. RIGHT.
9:45 am Alex calls me. He’s excited. We’re getting a new car!
10:00 am Jack is fussy. Super fussy. Should I feed him? Is that his problem? Are you hungry? Why can’t you talk yet? It’s a little early to eat. Are you sure you’re hungry? Should I feed you?
10:01 am Jack: AAAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: Yes, I will feed you.
10:30 am I get a text message asking for help with a cover letter! Good times! Alex also calls to let me know he has an appointment at the dealership at 2 pm. We discuss whether or not I need to be there. I tell him that I’ll go ahead and get Jack and I ready, just in case.
10:45 am I get a text message asking for help with a cover letter. Good times!
11:00 am Jack falls asleep in his swing. I leave him there so I can keep working on the cover letter e-mail and talk to Alex.
11:30 am Jack wakes up. That was not a very long nap. Hmmmmm.....
11:45 am Hey Jack, let’s go back to sleep! Want to go hang out upstairs?
Jack: BBBBBBLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
11:46 am Ok, so no?
11:51 am How about we play on the play gym? Woo!
12:01 pm How about we do some tummy time? We love rolling!
12:22 pm So are we going to maybe nap or something? You seem a little cranky.
12:35 pm Ok! We’ll do something else. Read a book, maybe?
12:44 pm O.M.G. Please stay happy.
1:00 pm Alright! We are going to take a nap. Swaddle Me? Pacifier? Rocking Chair? Let’s go!
1:15 pm You can stop screaming aaannnnyyyy time now.
1:30 pm Ok, really. YOU, SIR, ARE NAPPING.
1:35 pm He is finally asleep. THANK YOU GOD. I’m feeling pretty tired. He keeps freaking out when I leave. So I’ll just lay here too. Ah, I am really tired, actually. This bed is so comfortable...
1:36 pm Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
2:00 pm Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
2:30 pm Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
2:55 pm Hmmm, I feel like I slept for a while. I wonder what time it is? I feel like I should probably go check my phone.
3:00 pm Wait. What? It’s what pm? Uhhhhh…yeah, I should check my phone. Maybe the baby won’t wake up.
3:00:01 pm CRAP. THE BABY WOKE UP.
3:01 pm Ten missed calls. TEN MISSED CALLS. Oh dear.
3:02 pm Alex informs me that he didn’t have the title to his truck with him. They need it for the deal to go through. Can I look for it? And then can I bring it up there?
3:05 pm WHERE IS THE TRUCK TITLE, OMG!?
3:06 pm Of course it’s the last possible thing in the box. OF COURSE IT IS.
3:07 pm Jack starts screaming. What the?
3:10 pm Wait. When did he eat last? 10? It’s been…4 hours? :sigh:
3:11 pm Ok, I can feed the baby and get stuff done. I can multi-task! For example, I can put him in his car seat and put it on our bed. Then I can hold the bottle with one hand and put my pants on with the other! Then I can put him on the floor in the hallway and close as many doors as I can with the other hand!
3:25 pm I just realized I haven’t showered yet today. Oh well. Deodorant is awesome! Does my hair look ok? Well, no. It looks like I just slept on it for a few hours. Ponytail, fine. Whatever. I’ll do my make up in the car. Packed diaper bag, baby in car seat, dogs inside, title in hand, let’s go!
3:30 pm Wow, this is a lot of traffic.
3:45 pm Finally, we’re moving. Those clouds look kind of…dark. Ominous maybe?
3:50 pm It’s raining really hard. Did the car in front of just put their flashers on? I can’t really see. Is that the exit right there? Am I lost?
4:00 pm At the dealership AT LAST.
4:15 pm .....
4:30 pm .....
4:45 pm What are they doing to the car? Are they putting it together themselves? I WANT TO GO HOME.
5:00 pm Apparently there was more to do than just hand the title over, ALEX.
5:15 pm Ok! We’re good! Let’s go home!
5:45 pm I am so excited to have our new car. It’s lovely. Really, just lovely. I feel so blessed to have two new cars in our possession. What a blessing. Life is so good. Is the baby crying again?
6:00 pm AAAAAAAAAUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
6:01 PM :sigh:
6:30 pm Let’s just feed the poor thing and let him go to sleep. That should work right?
7:00 pm HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. YEAH. RIGHT.
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