Monday, May 26, 2014
Friday, May 23, 2014
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Monday, May 19, 2014
Friday, May 16, 2014
Sunday, May 11, 2014
This weekend has been pretty uneventful. In fact, it's been the most low-key, do nothing few days we've had in a while.
Friday was spent on the couch all. day. I watched TV and Mayhem coughed and cried in between catnaps. Saturday was much the same, with a late afternoon burst of feeling better and wanting to play. Sunday has been the day of sneezing and snotting as he sends this cold or crud, whatever this junk is, packing. Endless nose wiping and mountains of tissues. We skipped church just to be on the safe side even though he's probably not contagious anymore.
Maybe tomorrow we can get back to some regularly scheduled programming. I'm anxious to do a small sewing project and get back to walking in the mornings. I'm about TV'd out to tell the truth. Cleaning and cooking have been at a minimum so that's sort of been nice. I have made a kale frittata twice this week though and both times he has eaten nearly as much as me!
Here's to sick days and feeling crappy! They sure make you appreciate the regular ones.
Thursday, May 8, 2014
Some days the mama job is a difficult one. Those days are usually the ones the baby doesn't feel well, like today.
Mayhem nearly drove me past the point of insanity with his nonstop whining yesterday, but after partying like it was 2009, i.e. dragging out all the toys like some sort of mini-madman on a search, he rewarded me by sleeping nearly six hours straight. Ya'll, that's an eight month record right there!
This morning, my little cupcake fell asleep in the stroller on our walk which never happens. That was my second clue, the first being the new tooth I found in his mouth yesterday.
He has been so pouty pitiful today, wanting to be held and loved on constantly. So I have.
He's just sat quietly in my lap against me most of the day and has had a slight fever so I am really getting a taste of what the velveteen rabbit must have felt like when the boy had scarlet fever.
It drives me crazy and I love it at the same time. I want the whining to end and him to happily go back to playing with his toys, but I'm like, "Sit in my lap and let me love on you if that makes you feel better," too. It's pretty awesome knowing that your presence is absolutely needed for healing. This mama job can be hard: conflicting emotions, difficult days, tough love or cuddling, there is no manual and there are so many guides, but right now it's my favorite. So I put him to bed with a dose of medicine and just a diaper for jammies tonight and hope tomorrow is easier.
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
There are no secrets in our house. I talk in my sleep, Boots talks in his sleep, even Mayhem talks in his sleep! I've heard him say "da!" and dog, but last night was the funniest so far. He woke up and wanted me to hold him and woke up every time I put him down so I put him in the bed between me and Boots. He'd been asleep at least five minutes and I was waiting to fall back asleep when all of the sudden he let out a loud, spitty "PLLLBBBTTTT!" like he walks around doing all day long. Crazy baby!