-Since I've been on maternity leave with work, I literally have had NO IDEA what day it is, or the date, or anything. I feel like I just live in la-la-land over here when it comes to that stuff. Thank God for my iPhone calendar to semi keep me on track. (In case you're wondering, I took 6 weeks off. Even though I work from home I still knew I needed that mental break when learning to navigate the road of two children. Hello sleep deprivation.)
-I'm being told that my 3 week old is losing her newborn'ness and while I know it's true my heart kind of hurts thinking about it. I'm emotional, give me a break. But ohhh newborns...I just adore them in every way. To think I'm only nine days away from having a ONE MONTH OLD makes me want to throw down and make all clocks stand still RIGHT NOW. (Funny how when you're pregnant time is all creeeeeping by, and bam! baby is here! LIGHTENING SPEED AHEAD. Sigh.)
-On Saturday around lunchtime I was getting super antsy and cabin fever'ish---and we still had about an hour until naptime. It was GORGEOUS out---gorgeous....so we decided it'd be fun to go get lunch, and eat at the park and go play by the pond as a family. Sounds simple enough.
We should have known going out that close to naptime was an issue to begin with--but let's just say, it became a series of misfortunate of events. One meltdown led to another. My toddler refused to eat. She bit down on my finger (which she's never done) SO HARD when I tried to feed her a piece of hot dog, so much so that I cried. Yep. Then she laughed. And laughed. Saying, "That's SO FUNNY, mommy!" We got attacked by tons of bees, who started going in/around/all over our drinks, food, etc. We packed up so fast, and ran from the bees, and ended up back in the car within 10 minutes. No park. No pond. No fun. It was a huge fail of a supposed "fun time". Boo.
-Last night we had my sister in law's 30th birthday party. It got rescheduled from Saturday to Sunday because her family got sick with the stomach bug, but it still came out to be a lovely party, even a day later.
-I am thankful to GOD that baggy/flowy shirts are all the rage right now, it could NOT be at a more convenient time for this muffin-topped, ginormous boob'ed momma. Seriously. Just...seriously. Even more than my muffin top I'm way, way, way self conscious of my milk makers. Sorry, it's true. It takes me a few months to kind of 'regulate'---and right now, they are big. And so bulky that I swear they make even my arms stick out on the sides. Everything about me just looks even more massive thanks to these knockers.
|also: I only look semi-put together b/c these are weekend pictures--when my husband is home. me during the week=SCARY|
-I'm totally contemplating starting to run (slowly) prior to my 6 week clearance. I know there are lots of women who do that, and my body feels pretty good now. I think I'm just ready to get this show on the road. We'll see.
-I'm so disappointed in myself and my lack of having my Real Camera out lately. So, so disappointed. Since we're inside in the
-Did you see the ridiculously cute video of Emeline from the weekend? Go watch it, now. You won't be sorry.
Sigh. Oh Monday. I mean, Happy Monday.