Ill type more when I’m in a vertical position, or perhaps just off of the bathroom floor, but I wanted to vent real quick. You know what I’m allowed to take for nausea and an upset tummy while breastfeeding? Nothing. Not one damn thing.
Today I quietly turned 28. Well, “quiet” is a relative term since I have a 4 month old who likes to yell at me now, but you get the idea. Without friends in the area yet, it was just me and my boys to celebrate this year. And I’m okay with that because last year I had a pretty outstanding birthday that no birthday can top. As a few of you may remember, I decided to celebrate by performing one random act of kindness for every year that I had been alive but I didn’t finish them all before I cryptically announced that I was “sidetracked.” Well, I was sidetracked by the doctor telling me that I was, in fact, pregnant and what better birthday present then 9 months of nausea in a Phoenix summer? But I digress. Last year on my birthday my mom told me that her random act of kindness for the day was donating to March of Dimes because “everyone deserves to feel the love for a child” which was extremely fitting while I was in the parking lot of the doctor so this year I donated to them myself on my birthday. Really, my birthday should be a national holiday or at the very least come pre loaded onto the calendar of new smart phones.
But here’s how I gracefully turned 28 (because after all, I’m a mom now so lets hike up my jeans to my bellybutton and stash children’s toys in the glove box of my car because it’s a sleigh ride into menopause from here):
First, I woke up early (too early if you’re asking my opinion, which I know that you were dying to) and got myself and Lucas ready for a Mom Group at the church that we went to on Sunday. While Lucas is great company when he’s not blowing out his diapers, I promised myself that I wouldn’t spend my birthday in the house alone. So I went this morning and I met some great ladies in the area and may even make this a Thursday morning tradition! On the way home, I bought myself lunch because I didn’t feel like cooking and then met the painter at the house to repair the holes in the walls that the movers made last month.
Then, and here’s the best part of my day, Lucas curled up and fell asleep on my chest so I laid propped up in bed with him sleeping on my chest and Molly sleeping at my feet and I took a nap. Afternoon naps with my son and my dog are honestly my absolute favorite part of any day and the fact that Lucas let me enjoy it for 2 hours instead of his normal 30 minutes leads me to believe that he knew it was my birthday and wanted to throw me a bone for the evening of screaming that he had planned.
I got beautiful tulips from my parents delivered in the afternoon and then made leftovers for dinner so that I didn’t have to cook and Angel took Lucas to the basement for 2 WHOLE HOURS so that I could do whatever I wanted to upstairs. I understand how incredibly dull this sounds to non moms, but go ahead and take my word for it that baby cuddles and 2 hours alone are like gold around here.
But then because it can’t all be sunshine and green grass (or around here I would say “grey skies and snow”), Lucas puked ALL OVER my comforter that I washed yesterday so that it smells again. He may as well have just peed “Happy Birthday Mom” on his carpet while he was at it
Tomorrow Angel is working from home so that we can leave early because we’re going to Chicago for the weekend! We (and by “we” I mean “Angel”) are excited to take Lucas to his first Bulls game. We (and by “we” I mean “me”) are nervous about how a baby is going to handle the loud noises in the evening and how often mom is going to be required to whip her boob out in public to calm him down, but maybe I’ll get lucky and he’ll decide that bottles are okay again and then peacefully sleep in his carrier so that I can enjoy the game.
Well, a woman can dream!
Okay, so apparently I’m not allowed to upload any pictures today because I keep getting a bunch of errors, so I’ll try again later and you’re going to have to use your vivid imagination to fill in the gaps.
For starters, It’s been “warm” and I even saw the sun once or twice this last week. It clearly must be spring. And for a day, I even saw a little bit of grass peaking through the backyard. up until this point, I wasn’t sure if we had grass in the backyard or not because it’s been so cold and snowy! And then the morning after I saw grass, I came down the stairs to another snow storm that covered everything again. Naturally.
But since spring is starting to peak it’s head through the grey clouds, I’ve decided that I’m going to take advantage of the fact that summers won’t be 120 degrees and I’m going to get back into running. There are a lot of trees in our area that I assume would be beautiful when they have leaves on them and there are big biking paths that run through it all and it’s been a while since I’ve run. And added bonus- it may even help me loose the extra 3-4 pounds that nursing hasn’t taken off of me. If it also happens to reshift my midsection back to where everything came from about a year ago, I wouldn’t stop it. The only problem is that I don’t have a stroller that I can safely use to run. I did some investigating and after seeing all of the reviews and talking to a few of my runner moms, consensus for a good jogging stroller is the Bob Revolution, which is a cool $300. I nixed that pretty quickly and decided that I’m going to have to take advantage of the evening light and leave the baby at home with Angel to go running. We’ll see how well that works out since it’s dinner time and family time when Angel gets home and I doubt that I’m going to want to leave the house. So anyone who happens to see awesome deals on a jogging stroller- let me know!!!
On Thursday, Angel’s coworker invited us out to dinner with her family and another Kellogg’s family. His coworker and her family are from Ireland and the other family was from Spain (via Ireland) who originated in Mexico. Our three families and children may be the only diverse families in the area. But that’s beside the point. I met Ellie, who is also a stay at home mom to two little girls and speaks Spanish. She was working and planning to put her baby in daycare and go back to work at the end of maternity leave but her husband got a job in Ireland and so they moved countries with a 4 month old and she decided since she was leaving her job anyway that she was going to stay home. Does this sound familiar to anyone? She lives near me and we decided that we’re going to go to lunch Monday and then she invited me to a mom group with her Tuesday morning. When she started explaining the mom group, I said “it sounds like MOPS” and she said “that’s exactly what it is!” And then I decided I’m desperate to meet people, so I may as well give it a try and maybe it won’t be as bad as I’m thinking. Besides, Angel pointed out that going to a mom group at a church can help us in our quest to find a church in the area and get our sweet little Lucas baptized. If we don’t get on this soon, he’s going to be the only 40 year old in history to get baptized so on Sundays we’re going to start trying out churches in the area to find one that we like.
In the mean time, we’re headed to Ann Arbor today to go to Costco for paper towels. It’s an exciting life that we lead. So I should probably call the blog done for now so I can feed the baby and we can get on our way out of town.
Happy weekend, everyone!
Lucas now giggles. Absorb this cuteness:
Soak it in, people. I made that.