stuck.
Sigh. Joober is sleeping on my lap, and has been for oh, the past hour and a half. I could try putting him down, but that doesn’t always work. Besides, I think the time for putting him down has long passed me by. But that’s not all. Oh, no. His mouth is still attached to my boob. Yeah, that’s comfortable. The blinds are wide open, the sun is shining through the windows, and despite the snow outside, I’m hot. I’m wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, not to mention Joober (and his Boppy) on my lap. But I will not risk waking him up. Such is a mother’s life.
At least I got all my housework done for today. Actually, being stuck here gives me a good, legitimate reason for idly surfing the Net and playing computer games. And admiring my son’s baby fingers and toes, and sweet eyelashes, puts me in a better mood than the one I’ve been in for most of the day.
Sometimes I wonder if the SAHM life is really for me. This usually happens when I have PMS and the baby is making me crazy. But not having to deal with the bad parts all day means I don’t get the good parts, either. It gets lonely, though. When the weather warms up I’d like to get out more. We all need some friends here.
To my son:
Dear Baby,
Thank you so much for playing quietly and happily in your crib while Mommy cleaned the bathroom. I was waiting for the crying to start, so I was pleasantly surprised that every time I checked on you, you were engrossed in your toys or your fingers and hands. And you could have knocked me over with a feather when I came to get you when I was done, and you had fallen asleep – all by yourself, without me holding you and without wailing your head off first. Maybe we’re onto something? When you wake up, we’ll have a snack and walk to the library. Daddy might even be home by the time we get back!
Love,
your grateful Mommy
oh yeah, this thing.
Um…yeah. So much for keeping up with a blog.
So a new year is upon us. Other Half and I spent January 1st hungover, sadly. We had wanted to DO SOMETHING! on the first day of 2008, but our bodies had other ideas. Thankfully, Joober cooperated and not only slept in with us, but took a looooong nap with us too.
It looks like there’ll be some changes coming up. Other Half is going in a different direction, career-wise. We’ve had some long talks about it, and as nervous as I am, who am I to stop him from going for what he wants? I’m excited for him too, but what a change. Cross your fingers for us.
