Remember by Craigslist dream of trading my coffee pot for something awesome-er? And then trading that for something awesom-er? And so on and so on until I'm swimming in my Scrooge McDuck vault?
Well, a nice man named Bill in his orange p-wagon offered $30 for it. So I jumped at the offer since I overpaid my mortgage leaving me broke for the month. Now, I should try to stick with my plan and buy something for $30 on craigslist and keep going but Mama needed a Dunkin' latte and some egg and chee Wake Up Wraps this morning. So there she blows.
So yogaVlog is being put on the back burner for now. The field hockey season has started, thus, my mind cannot be quieted once she's awoken for BB's 3am feeding. It takes me about two hours to get back to sleep and when that happens Todd starts putting around and it's nearly time for BB's second snack when I pull him into bed with me so we can sleep/nurse. Good news, I read today that sleeping through the night for baby means five hours- and we're doing that. ANNND I've been going to bed at the same time (pretty much) as him so I'm at least getting a five hour stretch as well as a few two hour naps here and there. I'll survive.
I hear something magical happens at the four month mark- just ten days away.
Some more updates:
1. We're having our first cousin's picture (Maksi, Snake, Cake and A-buh) and I have to miss it. The kids, most of their parents and most of the grandparents are going to set the babes up in their cute matching outfits. Pretty excited and sorry I'll miss it. My sister's equiv of a MIL and my mother will most likely be standing in the background of the scene with their disposable Kodaks reeking havoc on the event. One baby will probably punch another in the face starting a screaming match and hopefully this will all be caught on film. I'm sad to miss it. I don't know why anyone would choose to be a working mom...unless they're like us and have to pay bills. This is the pits.
2. We have to move. I got a little sad and snuggled up next to Todd the other night- and looked at him and said, "Can you please help me clean up my stuff so we can move? I don't want my baby's crib next to a toilet any more." I faced an important reality there- most of the crap we have is mine and mine alone. So when I get mad about a cluttered house, I just need to stop moping and make something happen.
3. Someone in my family told someone else in my family that their child suffers from separation anxiety because s/he hugs and kisses him/her too much. Uh...no. Babies can't be hugged and kissed enough. And anyone who thinks otherwise is off their rocker. Sir.
4. I wrote this about my Vibrams on examiner.com. Go check it out.
5. Jacob ate some prunes.
Well, a nice man named Bill in his orange p-wagon offered $30 for it. So I jumped at the offer since I overpaid my mortgage leaving me broke for the month. Now, I should try to stick with my plan and buy something for $30 on craigslist and keep going but Mama needed a Dunkin' latte and some egg and chee Wake Up Wraps this morning. So there she blows.
So yogaVlog is being put on the back burner for now. The field hockey season has started, thus, my mind cannot be quieted once she's awoken for BB's 3am feeding. It takes me about two hours to get back to sleep and when that happens Todd starts putting around and it's nearly time for BB's second snack when I pull him into bed with me so we can sleep/nurse. Good news, I read today that sleeping through the night for baby means five hours- and we're doing that. ANNND I've been going to bed at the same time (pretty much) as him so I'm at least getting a five hour stretch as well as a few two hour naps here and there. I'll survive.
I hear something magical happens at the four month mark- just ten days away.
Some more updates:
1. We're having our first cousin's picture (Maksi, Snake, Cake and A-buh) and I have to miss it. The kids, most of their parents and most of the grandparents are going to set the babes up in their cute matching outfits. Pretty excited and sorry I'll miss it. My sister's equiv of a MIL and my mother will most likely be standing in the background of the scene with their disposable Kodaks reeking havoc on the event. One baby will probably punch another in the face starting a screaming match and hopefully this will all be caught on film. I'm sad to miss it. I don't know why anyone would choose to be a working mom...unless they're like us and have to pay bills. This is the pits.
2. We have to move. I got a little sad and snuggled up next to Todd the other night- and looked at him and said, "Can you please help me clean up my stuff so we can move? I don't want my baby's crib next to a toilet any more." I faced an important reality there- most of the crap we have is mine and mine alone. So when I get mad about a cluttered house, I just need to stop moping and make something happen.
3. Someone in my family told someone else in my family that their child suffers from separation anxiety because s/he hugs and kisses him/her too much. Uh...no. Babies can't be hugged and kissed enough. And anyone who thinks otherwise is off their rocker. Sir.
4. I wrote this about my Vibrams on examiner.com. Go check it out.5. Jacob ate some prunes.
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