It’s funny how sometimes when you’re feeling sorry for yourself, life gives you a swift kick in the ass to remind you that you’ve got it pretty good. Yesterday was ROUGH. Jack and I were both in tears. I called Brian to vent to him about how nothing was calming Jack down (remember? eating lunch while pacing around the house with him in the Bjorn?) and how frustrated I was, blah blah blah. Whine whine whine.
Well. Today was much better. I heard Jack stirring in his swing this morning (yes, he still sleeps in the swing) and peeked over the foot of the bed to see if he was up… only to be greeted with the biggest, sweetest grin you’ve ever seen. Suddenly getting out of bed was MUCH easier.
Then this afternoon we headed to the mall with my mom. I didn’t need anything at all, but it’s been so gross out and getting out of the house was a good thing. While Gina went in one of her “mom” stores, Jack and I hung out on a bench. Right after sitting down, an older couple (maybe in their 80′s) walks up. The wife headed into the store and the man sat down beside me.
He and I started talking about Jack and his 4 kids and dozen grandkids. He told me that when his first child was born in 1953, he wasn’t allowed in the delivery room OR in the hospital room when the baby was present. So I asked him when he was finally able to hold his daughter. He said, “When we brought her home. I remember the first time I held her. It was magical; my fingers were tingling!”
Oh man. I thought I was going to start bawling in the middle of the mall.
And THEN this evening I was browsing through some blogs and came across this one.
Brian used to say that I had two emotions: HAPPY or ANGRY. Well, let’s just say that having Jack has changed that. I’m a big, sappy dork now. And today made me acknowledge the fact that my precious baby Jack won’t be tiny for long (he’s already growing out of his 0-3 month clothes!) so I just need to live in the moment and enjoy every minute of it. Even- especially?- the 4am feedings.
Okay, now that’s out of my system…
Breakfast was a sad little sandwich: Crunchy PB and blueberry jam on an Oroweat Sandwich Thin.
For lunch we met my mom at Souper Salad. My usual giant salad, along with tomato-basil soup.
Lauren and I didn’t realize that Robert and Brian were having lunch today and made plans to meet for dinner at Matt’s. So Brian and Bobby Dubbs got lots of bonding time today! How special. For dinner I had the Tacos al Carbon with one chicken taco and one beef… couldn’t make up my mind.
Mmmmm, guacamole…
Okay, I need your help:
SURVEY TIME!!!
What would you make/are you making for the Superbowl??
I need ideas!
I’m making that Buffalo Crack Dip that you rave about. I will also be making pigs in a blanket and something with smoked salmon.
I’m just bringing the veggie and hummus platter, no cooking required.
I would make stuffed mushrooms, nachos, mini pizzas on English muffins, veggies and horseraddish dip, salsa and guacamole and chips, brownies, cookies, man I’m hungry now!
Yeah, it’s really hard to believe how fast they grow until you go through it. Miller is 11 months now, and I didn’t realize how big he had gotten until I held a friend’s three-month-old the other day. She was just so tiny and snuggly, and I got so sad that Miller is never going to be that little again. But the good thing is that there is always so much to look forward to!
God, that almost made me cry and I don’t even have kids!