When the day started I had plans. We were going to read about Noah and then build an ark with blocks and fill it with animals. I was going to finish up all the laundry and dishes. We were going to make Rice Krispie treats. We woke up and it started ok. Client Two was dressed and fed by 8:00. Client One ate her oatmeal around 8:30. All was going well, then I remembered that Frozen was available as a digital download.
The rest of our day consisted, more or less, of snuggling in front of the TV watching Frozen over and over again. Not a profitable day, but we has fun! I did manage to wrangle Client One into clothes and fix her hair in between showings. I also remembered to provide nourishment in the form of soup and sandwiches for lunch. During the second showing of the movie I straightened up the playroom. But other than those few things, it was a nothing day. I never even changed out of my pajamas.
Sometimes, though, you just need a slacker day. Of course, that means tomorrow will be a catch-up day filled with piles of laundry and whatnot. This is the life of a SAHM and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Parental Ponderings
It amazes me how different my two clients are. I know that Client Two is fairly new to the world but he is already so incredibly different from how his sister was at his age. Client One could never be still for more than a few seconds. She always wanted to be held and fought sleep with the best of them- she was too afraid she would miss out on something. And boy, did she hate being swaddled! Even the doctors and nurses at the hospital couldn't keep her wrapped up. She was also terribly colicky. The only thing that could calm her down was the sound of a vacuum cleaner. We actually bought an hour of vacuum cleaner sounds off of iTunes and I believe to this day that purchase was one of the best purchases of my entire life. She did have some good aspects, though. She was a good, regulated eater, which made her schedule easy to predict, and she only spit up once. Of course, her wanting to eat every two hours made for sleepless nights, but at least I could prepare for it.
Client Two, however, is almost the exact opposite. He is content to lie anywhere, as long as he is warm. He loves being snuggled and swaddled and even has a swaddling blanket that puts him instantly to sleep. He never cries unless he is really hungry, gassy, or has an uncomfortably dirty diaper. He sleeps like a pro, giving me small blocks of sleep at night and he even sleeps in. He makes babies look easy. Of course, the trade off is that he spits up a good bit and his schedule is terribly sporadic. He can eat and be hungry thirty minutes later or go three hours between meals. Of course, he is only two weeks old, so all this could change.
It makes me wonder, though, what kind of personalities my clients will grow to have and how different they will be in the long run.My brother and I are fairly different people. We have completely different interests and tastes. We move at very different places though life. I have been married for almost five years, have two kids and a college degree. He still lives at home, never completed college and is in his first truly serious relationship. There is nothing wrong with either of our lives, but we are very different, despite growing up in the same house under the same circumstances. Of course, we do have similarities. We are both fairly intelligent, though you may not guess it right away. We both have the same sense of humor and God help my mother if we were ever on the same side of mischief.
It's amazing how siblings mold each other and how we pick up on different things. I already struggle to treat Client Two with the exact same consideration as Client One, but I guess that's impossible, really. It's not that I love him any less or any differently, but the circumstance are different. Who knows what each will grow to become. All I can do as a parent is nurture them each on their own and encourage them in their interests and achievements. I have to accept that they are different and try my best not to compare them. I have to allow them the opportunities to become who they each need to be on their terms. And, most importantly, I need to put them on the path that God wants and pray that they become the people that He wants them to be.
Being a parents is hard work and there's a lot of pressure. When a kid screws up, people tend to look at and blame the parents. (And often rightly so.) But sometimes, it's hard. Most times, it's hard. But it IS possible. Some days, it doesn't seem like it. Those days when the toddle is screaming and disobeying and nothing is getting through. Those days seem impossible. But, there is always light at the end of the tunnel. There are the unasked-for hugs and kisses and cuddles. Or the moments when they say "thank you" without prompting or the moments where they simply fill you with pride. That's parenting. The up and downs of raising children are part of the trials of a parent's life, but they are so incredibly worth it.
Client Two, however, is almost the exact opposite. He is content to lie anywhere, as long as he is warm. He loves being snuggled and swaddled and even has a swaddling blanket that puts him instantly to sleep. He never cries unless he is really hungry, gassy, or has an uncomfortably dirty diaper. He sleeps like a pro, giving me small blocks of sleep at night and he even sleeps in. He makes babies look easy. Of course, the trade off is that he spits up a good bit and his schedule is terribly sporadic. He can eat and be hungry thirty minutes later or go three hours between meals. Of course, he is only two weeks old, so all this could change.
It makes me wonder, though, what kind of personalities my clients will grow to have and how different they will be in the long run.My brother and I are fairly different people. We have completely different interests and tastes. We move at very different places though life. I have been married for almost five years, have two kids and a college degree. He still lives at home, never completed college and is in his first truly serious relationship. There is nothing wrong with either of our lives, but we are very different, despite growing up in the same house under the same circumstances. Of course, we do have similarities. We are both fairly intelligent, though you may not guess it right away. We both have the same sense of humor and God help my mother if we were ever on the same side of mischief.
It's amazing how siblings mold each other and how we pick up on different things. I already struggle to treat Client Two with the exact same consideration as Client One, but I guess that's impossible, really. It's not that I love him any less or any differently, but the circumstance are different. Who knows what each will grow to become. All I can do as a parent is nurture them each on their own and encourage them in their interests and achievements. I have to accept that they are different and try my best not to compare them. I have to allow them the opportunities to become who they each need to be on their terms. And, most importantly, I need to put them on the path that God wants and pray that they become the people that He wants them to be.
Being a parents is hard work and there's a lot of pressure. When a kid screws up, people tend to look at and blame the parents. (And often rightly so.) But sometimes, it's hard. Most times, it's hard. But it IS possible. Some days, it doesn't seem like it. Those days when the toddle is screaming and disobeying and nothing is getting through. Those days seem impossible. But, there is always light at the end of the tunnel. There are the unasked-for hugs and kisses and cuddles. Or the moments when they say "thank you" without prompting or the moments where they simply fill you with pride. That's parenting. The up and downs of raising children are part of the trials of a parent's life, but they are so incredibly worth it.
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Bloody Noses and Sunshine
Today, my eldest client woke up from her nap, crying with a bloody nose. Blood was everywhere. Let me tell you, there is something quite disconcerting about discovering a toddler covered in blood. She was a little freaked out. Luckily, my husband and partner in crime happened to be home and he was actually the one who discovered the mess. He had enough sense to grab a towel and start trying to stop the blood.
Now, let me pause to tell you how to deal with a bloody nose. It is a common misconception that when your nose is bleeding you should tilt your head back. Do NOT do this! Tilting your head back can cause more harm than good. The proper way to take care of it is to first clear the nose of some of the blood by lightly blowing your nose or at least wiping most of it away. Next, you carefully pinch the nose together for several minutes until the bleeding stops. Then, you clean up the blood and take it easy for a little bit so the bleeding does not start back up. This is what I did.
Now, after the initial shock of her blood everywhere wore off, my client began to chatter away about her nose bleeding, telling the story over and over. She also had to point out all the places on her bed the blood had fallen. Her vigor made it a little difficult to keep her nose pinched, but I managed. Once the blood had stopped, I tossed her into a warm bath to clean her up while my partner in crime gathered up the blood covered clothes and bed sheets to toss into the wash. Unfortunately, Client One's favorite bear and lovey, Bo, was caught in the mess and had to be washed as well. This is not good. Even as I write this, he is still damp and in the dryer and she keeps having tearful outbursts waiting on him to dry.
Apart from the trauma of nap time, the day was actually quite nice. It was warm and sunny and a perfect day for outdoor play. Now, Tuesdays at our house are like Saturdays at most other people's houses. Tuesday is the day that my husband has off, so it is the day that our usual schedule is thrown out the window. It's also the day that we can double-team things and get them done if need be (like finally making it out to go grocery shopping). So, we took advantage as a family of the beautiful weather. Client Two and I mostly watched from the sidelines, but we enjoyed the sunshine nonetheless. We literally stayed outside until the sun went down (coming in for brief intervals for things like dinner and bathroom breaks).
Now, if Bo would just dry, we could officially wrap up this day of sunny excitement and get ready for whatever tomorrow brings. Hopefully, that will be soon. Fingers crossed.
Monday, February 24, 2014
Getting Down to Business
Well, client number two has been home a full week now, so I guess it's time to get down to business, or at least start trying to get the hang if this SAHM thing. I tried putting together a semblance of a schedule.
We started our day with breakfast. I actually cooked and made eggs while client number one kept an eye on number two. Most two (almost three) year-olds are responsible, right? After breakfast we had our Bible time. Today we learned about how God made Eve special and how He made everyone special. We even made a little book with pictures my client drew talking about how she was special. After Bible time we learned about the letter "A."
Now, you may think I'm getting ahead of the game trying to teach my client her letters as she is not yet three, but I figure if we learn one letter a week we can go through the whole alphabet twice in a year. She won't be reading, but at least she might be ready to learn by the time she's four. Anyhow, I downloaded two alphabet books onto my Nook (how handy is technology????) and we read them to go along with an "A" craft. The books, both by Julie Sonnen, were The Animal Alphabet: An Animal ABC Book for Children and My Alligator's New Tricks: An ABC Rhyming Story Book for Children Learning the Alphabet. Both were truly adorable stories that taught the alphabet and my client loved them. We then made an alligator out of the letter "A." My client was so pleased with the craft we had to make two alligators.
After craft time I was tired of being creative for the day so we made some Jell-O and ate spaghetti is before going on a nice walk around the block. It was my second client's first walk but he pretty much slept through it. We spent most of the rest of the afternoon (minus nap time) enjoying the nearly perfect weather outside.
All in all, it was a pleasant and successful day where nobody died. Who can complain?
We started our day with breakfast. I actually cooked and made eggs while client number one kept an eye on number two. Most two (almost three) year-olds are responsible, right? After breakfast we had our Bible time. Today we learned about how God made Eve special and how He made everyone special. We even made a little book with pictures my client drew talking about how she was special. After Bible time we learned about the letter "A."
Now, you may think I'm getting ahead of the game trying to teach my client her letters as she is not yet three, but I figure if we learn one letter a week we can go through the whole alphabet twice in a year. She won't be reading, but at least she might be ready to learn by the time she's four. Anyhow, I downloaded two alphabet books onto my Nook (how handy is technology????) and we read them to go along with an "A" craft. The books, both by Julie Sonnen, were The Animal Alphabet: An Animal ABC Book for Children and My Alligator's New Tricks: An ABC Rhyming Story Book for Children Learning the Alphabet. Both were truly adorable stories that taught the alphabet and my client loved them. We then made an alligator out of the letter "A." My client was so pleased with the craft we had to make two alligators.
After craft time I was tired of being creative for the day so we made some Jell-O and ate spaghetti is before going on a nice walk around the block. It was my second client's first walk but he pretty much slept through it. We spent most of the rest of the afternoon (minus nap time) enjoying the nearly perfect weather outside.
All in all, it was a pleasant and successful day where nobody died. Who can complain?
Client Number One making her "A" alligator.
Friday, February 21, 2014
Back to the Grind?
It's been a week since the last time I was able to sit down at my computer and write, so my "creative flow" is probably about to overflow from lack of use. You have been warned.
Client number two has officially arrived and he is as healthy and wonderful as ever. You tend to forget how tiny and perfect babies are when they first arrive. The dirty diapers and sleepless nights easily fade into little nothings when you hold a newborn, his little fingers grasping at the air and then curling around your own. There's also great pleasure when those midnight cries cease once he realizes that he is in the comfort of your arms and in the gentle sigh he gives after his stomach has been filled once again. And, of course, there is that special, newborn smell that I think only mothers can smell. That gentle whiff of innocence that has the uncanny power to make any woman of child-bearing years want to rush out and create her own baby.
This time, however, adding a child is different because I already have one client who is nearly three years old. (How is it that almost three years has passed since her birth?) She is a most valuable aid in this new job. She willingly leaves behind block towers and trains to rush to her brother's side whenever he whimpers. She doesn't complain about helping to throw dirty diapers into the diaper bin or helping to toss dirty clothes into the hamper. In fact, she loves it. Her own little maternal instincts seem to kick in and maybe one day she will get to have a job just like mine.
It's been not even quite a week since client number two's arrival, and things are slowly returning to normal, getting back on track. There is something comforting about the normal and ordinary, but it's a bit depressing too. It makes it seem as if the special bits have passed, through that's not true in the slightest. Every day is a new and bright beginning full of new adventures and laughs, of block towers built to touch the sky and of first smiles and accomplishments. Every day is a different sort of miracle and not ordinary in the slightest, despite how routine it may all feel. But all in all, we are back to "normal."
I am recovering well from my c-section and am slowly able to do things I could not do a few days ago. People who assume that a c-section is the "easy way out" are so terribly wrong. It hinders you from doing a lot of things such as sitting, standing, lying down, getting up. Did you know that you even use abdominal muscles for things like laughing, coughing, and blowing your nose? It all puts a bit of hold on your life adding frustration to the job of childcare, but thankfully, all that is ceasing little by little.
Every day brings a new exciting battle. My days are already being filled with preparing breakfasts and getting two children dressed and ready for the day. Sometimes, I even manage to feed and dress myself. I even enjoyed the little battle at nap time, during which I successfully put both children to nap at one time and got in a little nap myself. I've conquered the battle of the leaky diaper (Luv's with Night Lock is the winner by far) and did not have to do two loads of laundry to clean everything client two peed on today as I did yesterday. I even used my magical powers to convince client number one to clean up some of her playroom today.
New adventures are coming. I can feel it and I cannot wait. Every day brings challenges, but I am determined to take them down before they can take me down. Here I come, ready or not!
Client number two has officially arrived and he is as healthy and wonderful as ever. You tend to forget how tiny and perfect babies are when they first arrive. The dirty diapers and sleepless nights easily fade into little nothings when you hold a newborn, his little fingers grasping at the air and then curling around your own. There's also great pleasure when those midnight cries cease once he realizes that he is in the comfort of your arms and in the gentle sigh he gives after his stomach has been filled once again. And, of course, there is that special, newborn smell that I think only mothers can smell. That gentle whiff of innocence that has the uncanny power to make any woman of child-bearing years want to rush out and create her own baby.
This time, however, adding a child is different because I already have one client who is nearly three years old. (How is it that almost three years has passed since her birth?) She is a most valuable aid in this new job. She willingly leaves behind block towers and trains to rush to her brother's side whenever he whimpers. She doesn't complain about helping to throw dirty diapers into the diaper bin or helping to toss dirty clothes into the hamper. In fact, she loves it. Her own little maternal instincts seem to kick in and maybe one day she will get to have a job just like mine.
It's been not even quite a week since client number two's arrival, and things are slowly returning to normal, getting back on track. There is something comforting about the normal and ordinary, but it's a bit depressing too. It makes it seem as if the special bits have passed, through that's not true in the slightest. Every day is a new and bright beginning full of new adventures and laughs, of block towers built to touch the sky and of first smiles and accomplishments. Every day is a different sort of miracle and not ordinary in the slightest, despite how routine it may all feel. But all in all, we are back to "normal."
I am recovering well from my c-section and am slowly able to do things I could not do a few days ago. People who assume that a c-section is the "easy way out" are so terribly wrong. It hinders you from doing a lot of things such as sitting, standing, lying down, getting up. Did you know that you even use abdominal muscles for things like laughing, coughing, and blowing your nose? It all puts a bit of hold on your life adding frustration to the job of childcare, but thankfully, all that is ceasing little by little.
Every day brings a new exciting battle. My days are already being filled with preparing breakfasts and getting two children dressed and ready for the day. Sometimes, I even manage to feed and dress myself. I even enjoyed the little battle at nap time, during which I successfully put both children to nap at one time and got in a little nap myself. I've conquered the battle of the leaky diaper (Luv's with Night Lock is the winner by far) and did not have to do two loads of laundry to clean everything client two peed on today as I did yesterday. I even used my magical powers to convince client number one to clean up some of her playroom today.
New adventures are coming. I can feel it and I cannot wait. Every day brings challenges, but I am determined to take them down before they can take me down. Here I come, ready or not!
Welcoming Client Number Two into the Family:
His dapper coming home outfit:
Client Number One helping to entertain:
Friday, February 14, 2014
Just a Quiet Day
Well, today was a nearly normal day, even though it should not have been. The snow has finally started to melt away so the roads were navigable but the yard was too slippery for outside play. Client number two has yet to make his arrival due to the backup of surgeries at the hospital. Tomorrow will be the day he will arrive, and, believe me, it will be TOMORROW. Since he has yet to arrive, though, the family that was camping at my house in eager anticipation went on home.
We did manage to make it out of the house for a bite of lunch at P.F. Chang's. It was a delicious treat after being trapped inside for three days. My client is actually quite good with a pair of chopsticks, even if they were the kiddie version that are connected at the top. She insisted on eating just about every bite (even the soup) with the chopsticks. She saved most her chicken fried rice for later but gobbled down the egg drop soup, picking out the vegetables and eating them first. She LOVES veggies and I don't get it. Most parents have to force their toddlers to eat even a bite of a vegetable, but my client is crazy for them- especially the green veggies. This is a trait she does not share with either of her parents!
After our little trek into the wide world of normal, we came home and took a three-hour nap. Yes- we. My client, both cats, and I all curled up in our corners and took a three-hour nap. It was a wonderful experience that I don't expect again for quite some time. After nap, we were completely lazy and took advantage of the quiet house by snuggling on the couch with a fuzzy blanket to watch some TV and drink some hot chocolate to ward off the cold. Even dinner was a lazy affair. This tired Mommy just didn't feel like cooking so we utilized the leftovers from the fridge. Hey, whatever works, right?
Now, we are in wind-down from our quiet day as we prepare for the arrival of client number two TOMORROW. Client number one is about to be shipped off to the grandparent unit across the street since we will have to get up early to get to the hospital on time.
Here's to one last night of sleep.
We did manage to make it out of the house for a bite of lunch at P.F. Chang's. It was a delicious treat after being trapped inside for three days. My client is actually quite good with a pair of chopsticks, even if they were the kiddie version that are connected at the top. She insisted on eating just about every bite (even the soup) with the chopsticks. She saved most her chicken fried rice for later but gobbled down the egg drop soup, picking out the vegetables and eating them first. She LOVES veggies and I don't get it. Most parents have to force their toddlers to eat even a bite of a vegetable, but my client is crazy for them- especially the green veggies. This is a trait she does not share with either of her parents!
After our little trek into the wide world of normal, we came home and took a three-hour nap. Yes- we. My client, both cats, and I all curled up in our corners and took a three-hour nap. It was a wonderful experience that I don't expect again for quite some time. After nap, we were completely lazy and took advantage of the quiet house by snuggling on the couch with a fuzzy blanket to watch some TV and drink some hot chocolate to ward off the cold. Even dinner was a lazy affair. This tired Mommy just didn't feel like cooking so we utilized the leftovers from the fridge. Hey, whatever works, right?
Now, we are in wind-down from our quiet day as we prepare for the arrival of client number two TOMORROW. Client number one is about to be shipped off to the grandparent unit across the street since we will have to get up early to get to the hospital on time.
Here's to one last night of sleep.
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Snow, Snow and more Snow
I like snow. It's fluffy and white and fun to play in. This time, however, I'm not quite so happy with the snow.
Today was supposed to be the day that client number two arrived. He should be here by now, all cute and stuff, but he's not. He is still somersaulting around inside me using my internal organs as a trampoline. The snow and ice piling on the roads was just enough to leave us trapped indoors for another day.
More snow, however, means more snow fun! The day brought more snow angels and snowball fights. My client also decided to build a snow family. That's right- a family. We had to have the mommy, daddy, big sister and baby brother snowmen. They are all lined right up in the yard and my little client is quite proud of them all. She occasionally looks out the window and declares that everyone look at her snowmen. She will be really upset when this snow melts away, and, if I had all the super powers children (and sometimes husbands) like to pretend mommies have, I would keep the snow another day just for her (as long as I could use those super powers to magically fly to the hospital). Hopefully, though, the arrival of the new client will be enough of a distraction for her that she won't mind quite so much.
Of course, being "stranded" with extra people means that the food supply dwindles a little faster. In an attempt to feed everybody delicious food for lunch, I whipped up a batch of homemade pizza dough. It was delicious! It's part of the SAHM gene inside me that makes me want to make a bunch of stuff from scratch. Unfortunately, as a working mom, I was often too tired to make a lot of the stuff I wanted to make, but now, being home more often, should allow me more opportunities. I know I'll still be tired and frustrated, like with any job, but it will be doing something I love with the people I love.
And I can't wait.
Today was supposed to be the day that client number two arrived. He should be here by now, all cute and stuff, but he's not. He is still somersaulting around inside me using my internal organs as a trampoline. The snow and ice piling on the roads was just enough to leave us trapped indoors for another day.
More snow, however, means more snow fun! The day brought more snow angels and snowball fights. My client also decided to build a snow family. That's right- a family. We had to have the mommy, daddy, big sister and baby brother snowmen. They are all lined right up in the yard and my little client is quite proud of them all. She occasionally looks out the window and declares that everyone look at her snowmen. She will be really upset when this snow melts away, and, if I had all the super powers children (and sometimes husbands) like to pretend mommies have, I would keep the snow another day just for her (as long as I could use those super powers to magically fly to the hospital). Hopefully, though, the arrival of the new client will be enough of a distraction for her that she won't mind quite so much.
Of course, being "stranded" with extra people means that the food supply dwindles a little faster. In an attempt to feed everybody delicious food for lunch, I whipped up a batch of homemade pizza dough. It was delicious! It's part of the SAHM gene inside me that makes me want to make a bunch of stuff from scratch. Unfortunately, as a working mom, I was often too tired to make a lot of the stuff I wanted to make, but now, being home more often, should allow me more opportunities. I know I'll still be tired and frustrated, like with any job, but it will be doing something I love with the people I love.
And I can't wait.
Snow Fun:
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Snowed In
In the state of South Carolina we panic easily at the sight of a single flake of snow. The bread aisles are raided leaving nary a crumb and the coolers once filled with milk are left without a drop. It does not take much to make us shut down our schools and businesses, but today was definite cause for our state to shut down. The news stations reporting around 1,500 closings and the governor declaring a state of emergency allowed many people a day off. Of course, when your job is at home, there is never a day off.
It started snowing here shortly after we all got up and starting sticking to the roads immediately. Luckily, family had arrived safe and sound before the worst of it hit and we spent most of the day inside watching recaps of the Olympics (my client has decided she wants to be a professional figure skater) and news reports of reporters standing in the snow telling us that it was snowing (because we were truly confused as to what that white stuff was).
Of course, my little client had to make snow angels and sled, but it was even too cold for her to last too long and she only ever asked to go out once! I even tried my hand at snow cream and it was quit delicious. My client had two helping of the sugary substance (which, as bed time approaches, has still not run out of her hyper little system). She had a lot of fun playing inside, too, and even spent some of the afternoon practicing writing letter "A's". She actually did a good job and my mommy heart swelled with pride. Clearly my child is an undiscovered genius!
Right now we are all inside praying the power stays on and trying our best to make plans for getting to the hospital tomorrow to bring my second little client into the world. *Sigh* Just try to never have a February baby!
It started snowing here shortly after we all got up and starting sticking to the roads immediately. Luckily, family had arrived safe and sound before the worst of it hit and we spent most of the day inside watching recaps of the Olympics (my client has decided she wants to be a professional figure skater) and news reports of reporters standing in the snow telling us that it was snowing (because we were truly confused as to what that white stuff was).
Of course, my little client had to make snow angels and sled, but it was even too cold for her to last too long and she only ever asked to go out once! I even tried my hand at snow cream and it was quit delicious. My client had two helping of the sugary substance (which, as bed time approaches, has still not run out of her hyper little system). She had a lot of fun playing inside, too, and even spent some of the afternoon practicing writing letter "A's". She actually did a good job and my mommy heart swelled with pride. Clearly my child is an undiscovered genius!
Right now we are all inside praying the power stays on and trying our best to make plans for getting to the hospital tomorrow to bring my second little client into the world. *Sigh* Just try to never have a February baby!
Snow Cream:
Snow Angels:
Bundled and Ready to Play:
Sledding:
And, of course, some of the A's:
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Day Two
Well, today was a little more fun. My client awoke me this morning with cheerful cries of "It's snowing! It's snowing again!" Of course, pleas to go outside into the frigid weather soon followed and I had to convince her to wait until some of the snowflakes decided to actually stick to the ground (which would take pretty much ALL day).
We were also graced with the presence of MY former boss lady (AKA Nanny) who was helpful in completing a good bit of cleaning and laundry. My client was also very excited by her presence. The real reason for the visit, though, was not to clean but to ensure that "Nanny" was going to be present for the arrival of client number two on Thursday.
Speaking of client number two- he got a checkup of sorts today! He is still as healthy as ever and twice as huge. The doctors still won't commit to an actual size (probably don't want to scare me) but he has to be at least the size of a small planet (or maybe Pluto which, sadly enough, had its planet status ripped away years ago).
We did eventually venture out into the "snow." We built a sad little snowman and engaged in a round of snowball fighting which used up the majority of the snow in the yard. The weather forecasters promise more snow tomorrow mixed with ice and sleet, so hopefully a round of sledding will be added to the agenda. Right now, we are just praying that we don't lose power and that we can make it to the hospital alive and well on Thursday morning.
Anyway, we managed to survive another day at this stay-at-home thing! Let's see if I can keep up my good record!
Some our snow pictures:
We were also graced with the presence of MY former boss lady (AKA Nanny) who was helpful in completing a good bit of cleaning and laundry. My client was also very excited by her presence. The real reason for the visit, though, was not to clean but to ensure that "Nanny" was going to be present for the arrival of client number two on Thursday.
Speaking of client number two- he got a checkup of sorts today! He is still as healthy as ever and twice as huge. The doctors still won't commit to an actual size (probably don't want to scare me) but he has to be at least the size of a small planet (or maybe Pluto which, sadly enough, had its planet status ripped away years ago).
We did eventually venture out into the "snow." We built a sad little snowman and engaged in a round of snowball fighting which used up the majority of the snow in the yard. The weather forecasters promise more snow tomorrow mixed with ice and sleet, so hopefully a round of sledding will be added to the agenda. Right now, we are just praying that we don't lose power and that we can make it to the hospital alive and well on Thursday morning.
Anyway, we managed to survive another day at this stay-at-home thing! Let's see if I can keep up my good record!
Some our snow pictures:
Front Yard
(Most of the snow for this snowman was actually taken off of a car- there wasn't enough IN the yard.)
Back Yard
Monday, February 10, 2014
Day One
So, today I started my new job as a Stay-at-Home Mom (SAHM). My client seemed pleased to have me here at first, but I have a feeling the rules in our new business may be a little stricter than those of her former boss (AKA "Frandma"). It's all good, though, because she adjusted well. We will see how it goes when she has to put up with me every day.
I am all about schedules, even though they are pretty much made to be broken. I figured there was really no point in attempting to set a schedule yet, at least not until after our second client joins us later this week. So, today was all fun and chaos. We built a comfy tent/nest (the client is all about building nests, tents and trains these days) and had fun making homemade pizza dough in anticipation of the exhaustion to follow the arrival of client number two. Of course, there was a struggle at nap time. I informed my client that naps are wonderful things, but she chose not to believe me and fought it for nearly two-and-a-half hours.
And so completed day one of this new adventure. Nothing great or grand, but I am sure we will have many more adventures to come, and, frankly, I can hardly wait!
I am all about schedules, even though they are pretty much made to be broken. I figured there was really no point in attempting to set a schedule yet, at least not until after our second client joins us later this week. So, today was all fun and chaos. We built a comfy tent/nest (the client is all about building nests, tents and trains these days) and had fun making homemade pizza dough in anticipation of the exhaustion to follow the arrival of client number two. Of course, there was a struggle at nap time. I informed my client that naps are wonderful things, but she chose not to believe me and fought it for nearly two-and-a-half hours.
And so completed day one of this new adventure. Nothing great or grand, but I am sure we will have many more adventures to come, and, frankly, I can hardly wait!
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