We recently had the opportunity to get all dressed up for a family wedding shower! Apparently the theme of the day was PURPLE!
We were a bit unsure how the day would go, since we were driving over an hour away, and the shower started only two hours before E's usual bedtime. So we decided flexibility was the name of the game. We brought PJs with us in case he wanted to sleep. If we needed to leave early, we would.
We made it through the week!
And it wasn't that bad. Going back to work was easier than I thought it would be. It was like I'd been gone forever and never left at the same time. It was awesome to see all my friends again and catch up with them, and even awesome to get some work done. It was good to put my brain to use!
I feel like I've been sleepwalking lately. I'm kind of wandering around, room to room, pacing back and forth, not sure what to do. It's a weird feeling. It's knowing my entire life is going to change, but not exactly how. It's almost like being pregnant, but not quite. Maybe if we'd had a scheduled c-section it would be the same feeling - a countdown to a life changing day.
I know I need to be prepared; I know it's going to be hard. I just don't know how to prepare. How hard it's going to be.
Books are dangerous. They can fill your head with all sorts of ideas and stories...or they can bruise your nose. In this case I'm talking about the latter.
E's too smart for his own good lately. He's getting bored of his usual toys and he's starting to figure out our routines. Part of that means that he knows his bedtime routine well enough that he knows bedtime stories are just the last thing keeping him from food before bed. So he cries while we read.
As of 8/28/2017
Nick Names: Bubba, Bubs
Height: 24 inches (As measured at home since no doctor's appointment)
Weight: 15 lbs (As measured at home)
Head: Large
Special Outings: Family vacation in Maine, craft group, movies (Wonder Woman, The Glass Castle, Landline), Fenway Park
Visitors: Linzy
Loves: Sucking on hands, being outside, sticking out tongue, playing airplane
Hates: Elevators/Ears Popping
Because it's been a while since we've been outside of the house past 6pm. Because we don't get many "just for fun" outings any more. Because we need to learn how to do this. Because when Northeastern has Red Sox/Yankee tickets, you can't say no. Because even though your son is only two and a half months old, he's two and a half months old and going to his first Red Sox game! Against the Yankees! Because we just gave him bragging rights for life.
And so we went.
I'm surrounded by constant reminders that my baby isn't so little anymore. "Of course he is," you say, "he's only two months old!" Yes, but today he put himself to sleep for the third time in a week. Not an over tired, passed out from exhaustion and crying - we've been there before. This was an, I'm tired, and I'm going to drift off to sleep. He wasn't in my arms, he wasn't crying, he was just sleepy.
Remember when I kept a diary for a full day when I was pregnant? It was a peek into what early life was like between me and E. Now that E's physically here, I thought I'd do it again. Because who isn't curious what I do all day on maternity leave?? (spoiler alert: it's not that exciting and it's super repetitive)
Last week we accomplished something amazing! We packed up the THREE of us, and took off for a week! It took two weeks of making lists and slowly gathering everything we thought we might need, but we did it. I'm a little worried for our future since even our huge car was packed full, and there wasn't much we took that we didn't need.
As of 7/28/2017
Nick Names: Bubba, Bubby, Buddy
Height: 22.5 inches (32nd percentile)
Weight: 11 lbs, 8 oz (38th percentile)
Head: 15.5 inches (66th percentile)
Special Outings: Two more movies (Despicable Me 3 and Spider-Man), a visit to Becca, BBQ at my boss' house, 4th of July Carnival
Visitors: Danielle, DJ & Wyatt, Aunt Raina and Cousin Zaida, Tom's Parents
Loves: Baby crinkle paper, bouncer seat, anything patterned
Hates: Car seat/Driving in the car, gas pains, being tired
After a busy week last week, and a busy one coming up, I decided that E and I could use a quiet week at home focusing on a reset. We almost went to a movie on Monday, but E had a morning meltdown that let me know it would be a bad idea. (Of course it was the first movie I was actually looking forward to see... sigh)
It's 1:15. You're supposed to be asleep but you're not because a poorly installed diaper just caused a total outfit change. I'm walking you to sleep in a dark house but you're not quite ready. Don't think I don't see you peeking at me through half open eyes to see if I'm still here. I hear your giggle too. I don't need the lights to know you're smiling at me. Maybe because there's spit up on the floor by the stairs. I should remember that before Tom wakes up tomorrow, but there's no way I'm risking setting you down right now to clean it up. It's been 4 passes around the kitchen island since your eyes have opened.