8 Days Away

My sweetest, bestest of friends had her third baby at the beginning of this month.  Kimball is an adorable little, tiny, squishy, baby boy and I can't wait to pinch his thighs.  Next Friday a friend and I leave for Cleveland to do just that.  I'm leaving Sam behind with his Daddy.

Which means I'm already starting to go through the very early stages of panic because I've never been away from Sam overnight.  I've never not been there to kiss him goodnight.  Daddy has never given him a bath, a situation I plan to remedy tomorrow night.  Daddy has never had to go through the goodnight routine without me there to settle and ready him to be taken upstairs.  Plus Morgan keeps teasing the hell out of me that Sam's going to start walking while I'm away.  This teasing, I think, is because he secretly (or not so secretly) is even more nervous about 3 days of solo parenting than I am about leaving him for that long.

Oof.  I apologize, Audrey, if I have a 5 minute breakdown while visiting you.  But I promise it will be a quick one.  Just don't let me sit in the corner with my phone looking at pictures like this one and everything will be fine.

Last of the Summer Wine

I have been unemployed for 15 months now.  Being laid off when almost 8 months pregnant certainly was stressful.  Dealing with unemployment benefits through the confusion of being a new mom unsure of if we could afford for me to stay home after the benefits ran out was. . . confusing.  Then came October and the unemployment benefits did run dry.  Christmas was survived.  I did Sam's birthday party on a tight budget.  And now, at this very moment, I have less than $25 in my account.

I'm proud that I was able to stretch out my savings and make it last this long.  However, this household is in for some big adjustments now.  Morgan is now the lone income provider, bill payer, and budget daddy.  And now he's going to have to start providing for me in even more ways.  I'm no longer paying for half the groceries each month, my own gas in my own car, any bills, etc.

I'm sure most people will read this and think "So what!  You're married.  That's what you are supposed to do!"  But I have always been extremely independent and don't like doing things like sharing bank accounts.  Hell, even after I was laid off I was still paying half the mortgage for several months because I could and wanted to.  I don't like feeling like I'm not pulling my own weight.  Thankfully my car is paid off and I have no credit card/school loan debt.  That makes this change in status a little easier.

We are very lucky that Morgan has a good paying job.  I'm very lucky that he has agreed to let me be a stay at home mom.  And now, now he is my sugar daddy.  Long live the king.

Steady As He Goes

Standing.  He's been doing it for a good while.  But in the past couple of weeks it went from lazy leaning to upright citizen.  His balance improves every day and I keep finding myself caught off guard when I leave for a minute and walk back in to see him on the other side of the room standing and reaching for things that just 3 days ago he could not reach.  He's definitely keeping me on my toes these days!

Yes.  Few things are safe now.  If it's less than 3 1/2 feet off the ground it should be considered in the danger zone.  Plus, of course, standing skills go hand in hand with cruising skills.  All of this combined means I think Pud will start walking sooner than I expected!  Much sooner.  I'll keep you updated.

Le Sigh, T'is Boring Here

Ho hum, ho hum.  What's a bored housewife to do?  With her first world problems and plenty she could be doing (hello laundry!), but nothing that she wants to do.

I haven't been posting much as of late because there really isn't much of anything going on.  Easter was fun.  Sam was gifted a blue Easter bunny bigger than he is by his Grandpa.  And since he gave him a giant blue Easter bunny last year he now has two of them. . . sitting in the closet.  Here's hoping this doesn't become a yearly thing because that closet can only hold so many bunnies.

Our weekends have been filled with this and that, but nothing too terribly exciting or picture worthy.  Spring is here and the daffodils have bloomed and my iris have already shot up with buds prepping to pop, so that's awesome!  But yeah. . .

So, here's a picture of the boy.  He learned how to use a straw cup this week.  He also learned how much fun it is to flick the straw and shoot milk everywhere.  Yup, highlight of the week over here.