Just got back from a week of "vacation" with the "kiddies" so my husband could work long hours. It's this new thing he wants to do so that he can get work done and be able to come home at reasonable hours for weeks on end in each quarter...
Yeah, right. Sounds like we went out of town and he worked alright- but not a lot of accomplishment. And again I tell you, it's not a guarantee being an accountant's wife is a glamorous life! :)
So the kiddies and I went to my parents. There are a few things I realized...
1. I am too old and much too independent to be living with my parents.
2. Vacation is not what it should be called when you're with a baby, and a dog who thinks she's a baby, and your all alone without the Daddy.
3. It's nice to be away, but the homecoming part stinks- laundry, groceries, unpacking, cleaning up, going through mail, and just general settling back in to home.
4. Home is not sweet home when you realize that you've been sleeping alone in bed with a small human and a weiner dog all week and now you're crammed back into your full size bed with both of them and your husband too!
5. Stress and anxiety instantly begin when you realize that you're not "off" anymore and now you're back to real life... and it's still Sunday night!
But regardless, it was a nice trip up to PA. I love that the baby and the dog had green grass, a cool breeze and saw the grandparents all week long!
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Birthday Blues?
My son just turned 1 year old this past weekend. I can't believe it's been a whole year already! It feels like it wasn't that long ago that we were waiting for his arrival, and now he's here, he's been here and it feels like we've always had him with us! Weird.
And his party was great. All of his little friends came to celebrate with him and all of our adult friends came to celebrate with us as well! It was so very nice! But busy, so busy... I don't feel like I got to see or really speak to anyone, and we had friends who drove the whole way down from PA and all! Man oh man! I was ready with everything and I still can't tell you what I was doing that I didn't really interact with anyone particularly! Ugh!
And he cried when I took the candle from him because contrary to his belief, it was not edible by any means so when he took a bite of it and swallowed it, I had to take it away leading to tears on his birthday cake! It was his party and he cried tho not wanting to I imagine.
But after turning 1 he had to go to the doctor's for his 1 year check up. He got shots and has been cranky intermittently since. Poor little guy. But that's OK. Dad is helping best he can to alleviate Mom's tension from it! Good Daddy! And so for the little guy, now life changes. He's no longer the baby, but with each passing day he becomes a big boy and for both of us, life will be a big change. Eventually he will have to grow up and I will have to let go... but not for a long time anyway!
And his party was great. All of his little friends came to celebrate with him and all of our adult friends came to celebrate with us as well! It was so very nice! But busy, so busy... I don't feel like I got to see or really speak to anyone, and we had friends who drove the whole way down from PA and all! Man oh man! I was ready with everything and I still can't tell you what I was doing that I didn't really interact with anyone particularly! Ugh!
And he cried when I took the candle from him because contrary to his belief, it was not edible by any means so when he took a bite of it and swallowed it, I had to take it away leading to tears on his birthday cake! It was his party and he cried tho not wanting to I imagine.
But after turning 1 he had to go to the doctor's for his 1 year check up. He got shots and has been cranky intermittently since. Poor little guy. But that's OK. Dad is helping best he can to alleviate Mom's tension from it! Good Daddy! And so for the little guy, now life changes. He's no longer the baby, but with each passing day he becomes a big boy and for both of us, life will be a big change. Eventually he will have to grow up and I will have to let go... but not for a long time anyway!
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Long Summer Nights
In the summers before we had a child my husband and I would be out doing things at night. We would take the dog for evening walks and wind down by watching TV or come home because it was late and we were tired...
Now bed time begins around 6 or 7pm and that consists of scrambling to get the baby either bathed or his teeth brushed, and then take care of ourselves before he gets too tired and becomes a little bear til he falls asleep. For most parents we know they put their baby to bed in their crib and relax the evening alone together or do things. Not us. Our house is laid out so inconvenient for this. He doesn't really have his own room as it's built off of our's and so we must concede to the fact that his bed time sometimes is our bed time, beit til he's asleep or for the night. I am not really an early bed time person. My husband is. So for me it's like torture. I'm bored and my mind starts to wander instead. Then I get irritated that it's 730pm and I'm lying in bed trying to either get the baby to sleep or just lying there because my night is now gone as well.
But it's the sacrifice I guess. To see his sleepy little face and see him lying there so peaceful- ahh, it's adorable. But it sure does make the summer evening seem short and the summer night seem awfully long!
I miss dinners late and seeing friends. I miss the social aspect of summer. Someday we'll have our nights back... til then...
Now bed time begins around 6 or 7pm and that consists of scrambling to get the baby either bathed or his teeth brushed, and then take care of ourselves before he gets too tired and becomes a little bear til he falls asleep. For most parents we know they put their baby to bed in their crib and relax the evening alone together or do things. Not us. Our house is laid out so inconvenient for this. He doesn't really have his own room as it's built off of our's and so we must concede to the fact that his bed time sometimes is our bed time, beit til he's asleep or for the night. I am not really an early bed time person. My husband is. So for me it's like torture. I'm bored and my mind starts to wander instead. Then I get irritated that it's 730pm and I'm lying in bed trying to either get the baby to sleep or just lying there because my night is now gone as well.
But it's the sacrifice I guess. To see his sleepy little face and see him lying there so peaceful- ahh, it's adorable. But it sure does make the summer evening seem short and the summer night seem awfully long!
I miss dinners late and seeing friends. I miss the social aspect of summer. Someday we'll have our nights back... til then...
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