- I also sent him with cereal for the first time. I KNOW. I can't believe it either. I must try to figure out how to stop blinking so I don't miss another second. I can't wait to hear how it went. Hopefully not like last night.
Sorry for the crappy cell phone pic
Eating solids must be hard work. All i know is he is now averaging about 8 hours of sleep a night. CAN I GET AN AMEN?!?!?!?!? I mean I can't even believe we made it. In the beginning, when everyone tried to tell me it would get better, i just rolled my eyes and thought 'yeah f--k you.' BUT they were right.
- We are currently trying to get our townhouse on the market AND house hunting. I'm not sure which is worse on a marriage, having a newborn or this. Who knew it would be soooooooooooo hard and we would disagree on so many things?!?! I knew my husband was analytical, I mean he IS an engineer but holy hell I had no idea the degree to which it extends. Can we say OVERLY ANAL. Good lord man. REEL.IT.IN. At this rate, he would find fault with Cinderalla's Castle. GAH.
- An unmarried friend approached me for advice earlier in the week - she was LATE. I had so many emotions that I cannot even believe how calmly I reacted. I smiled thru it all and tried to give sound advice but on the inside all I could think was 'batter batter swing'. Mean I know but dammit people I am not exactly the best person to ask for advice on this subject. The End.
- I stopped therapy towards the end of my pregnancy, against my therapist's advice of course. I was glad when it was over because it was becoming a chore. She understood the time constraints but gave me this 'you'll be back' knowing glance. Dammit she was right. I'm starting to think I need it now more than ever before. My infertile self thought having a baby would make everything better. Now I know it just satisfies ONE need/want/void. The problems stay the same. Or grow.
- The world scared me a lot before Blake. Major catastrophes just don't even register in my brain because I can't even begin to imagine how people go on after bad things happen. I use to be a news junkie but now I don't even bother with the stuff. ALL.SO.MORBID. Now I am afraid to leave the house. Because oh dear God what if something happened to him. Or me. Or us? How would I/he go on without the other? I can't breathe just thinking about it. And everything around us seems like a danger right now. I slipped a little getting out of the shower this morning. And omagah what if I really fell, hit my head, knocked myself out, died, leaving Blake without food, diapers, alone for God knows how long without anyone knowing. OMAGAH OMAGAH. See. Therapy is a MUST.
- I told my husband the other day that if we have another child, i will not do a nursery - just a crib in our room. Done. We spent $500 on a crib that i am convinced Blake will NEVER sleep in. The room is basically were we store his clothes and change his diapers. I don't even nurse in there anymore. But then I wonder if the nesting instinct kicks in as hard the second time around?!?! Will I go batshit crazy again trying to get all the DETAILS finalized before the birth KNOWING its just a huge waste of time and space?!?!
Happy Friday folks.
- We are currently trying to get our townhouse on the market AND house hunting. I'm not sure which is worse on a marriage, having a newborn or this. Who knew it would be soooooooooooo hard and we would disagree on so many things?!?! I knew my husband was analytical, I mean he IS an engineer but holy hell I had no idea the degree to which it extends. Can we say OVERLY ANAL. Good lord man. REEL.IT.IN. At this rate, he would find fault with Cinderalla's Castle. GAH.
- An unmarried friend approached me for advice earlier in the week - she was LATE. I had so many emotions that I cannot even believe how calmly I reacted. I smiled thru it all and tried to give sound advice but on the inside all I could think was 'batter batter swing'. Mean I know but dammit people I am not exactly the best person to ask for advice on this subject. The End.
- I stopped therapy towards the end of my pregnancy, against my therapist's advice of course. I was glad when it was over because it was becoming a chore. She understood the time constraints but gave me this 'you'll be back' knowing glance. Dammit she was right. I'm starting to think I need it now more than ever before. My infertile self thought having a baby would make everything better. Now I know it just satisfies ONE need/want/void. The problems stay the same. Or grow.
- The world scared me a lot before Blake. Major catastrophes just don't even register in my brain because I can't even begin to imagine how people go on after bad things happen. I use to be a news junkie but now I don't even bother with the stuff. ALL.SO.MORBID. Now I am afraid to leave the house. Because oh dear God what if something happened to him. Or me. Or us? How would I/he go on without the other? I can't breathe just thinking about it. And everything around us seems like a danger right now. I slipped a little getting out of the shower this morning. And omagah what if I really fell, hit my head, knocked myself out, died, leaving Blake without food, diapers, alone for God knows how long without anyone knowing. OMAGAH OMAGAH. See. Therapy is a MUST.
- I told my husband the other day that if we have another child, i will not do a nursery - just a crib in our room. Done. We spent $500 on a crib that i am convinced Blake will NEVER sleep in. The room is basically were we store his clothes and change his diapers. I don't even nurse in there anymore. But then I wonder if the nesting instinct kicks in as hard the second time around?!?! Will I go batshit crazy again trying to get all the DETAILS finalized before the birth KNOWING its just a huge waste of time and space?!?!
Happy Friday folks.
You're already thinking of a second?! WHAT?? Haaa..
ReplyDeleteWe're one and done baby :-)
BTW - went private on my blog b/c of family dramarama
well unfortunately if we want a 2nd we have to decide quick. im almost 39 and we have two embabies on ice that we have to either use or donate. 3 months ago i would have said no way, no how. but now, who knows. things would have to be different though - i'd need to move closer to family and have some help. thats for sure!!!! how can i read your blog now?
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