Well, tomorrow I will have survived my first week back at work after being out for 4 months enjoying my beautiful baby boy. I got used to being a stay at home mom. Everyone asked if I was relieved to get back out there, but I wasn't. Surprisingly enough, I really enjoyed it. It was so hard leaving him, but he is in the best care and is loved so much by my cousin Michelle who is watching him while I am at work. He is such a good by and it is a relief knowing that he is being taken care of by my cousin rather than being in a daycare. I know daycares are safe, but I truly am blessed that I have family that is willing to do this for me and for my baby.
I miss him so much and it is a terrible feeling knowing I only have about 2 hours a night to schmoop my baby, but I savor every moment I have with him and of course my sweet little girl Olivia as well. It stinks that we all get home and settled in around 6:00, have dinner, baths, books, pj's and bed, but you take those moments in and really suck it all in.
The mornings haven't been as difficult as I had anticipated getting 2 kids ready. We have our schedule down pat. I get up with Erik around 5:30/6:00, he makes his coffee and is out the door. I jump in the shower, have a cup of coffee, get myself completely ready and bags packed and put by the door. Around 7, I wake up Olivia, feed her breakfast, get her ready. Then I get Scott up, change his diaper and put him in his carseat and we are out the door by 7:30. Michelle lives right around the corner and my son is so good that he waits for his first bottle at 8am and Michelle feeds him. I drop him off and then take Olivia to school and then I am on my way to work. Erik picks Olivia up around 4:30 and I pick up Scott around 5:30 and head home where we all meet up to have dinner and start our nighttime routines. I still can't seem to get into bed before 11pm though. That's ok, I will sleep once the kids are 18, right?
This Sunday is Scott's baptism. Hopefully the snow doesn't hinder us too much since we are having about 50 people for the reception after at my aunt's house! Scott's godmother, my friend Diana, is trekking all the way up here from PA with her family on Saturday, so I hope their drive isn't too bad...we need her here...safely!
I have to ask this one question though...why does everyone get so worked up every time it's going to snow? Why does the news report on it like it is the next big story? Why do they have to have reporters go to local stores to show that the shelves are running out of shovels and salt? Why do the grocery stores run out of eggs, milk, bread and water?? Are you really going to want to survive on that if you can't get out of your home? That's not what I would want in my house. Anyway, don't people realize they live in New England and it's winter and in winter in New England it snows!!!!!!!!! It drives me mad. Why do the shovels fly off the shelves every time it snows? What did these people do the last time it snowed, do the shovels get thrown away after each snow storm???? My Lord, it is just madness. It snows people, get over it. Aren't there other important things going on in the world that needs to be reported on the news other than the fact that we are getting some snow in uh winter? I appreciate the fact that they are advising snow is coming so you can prepare in whatever fashion you need to, but give me a break, do we need 45 minutes of a one hour news program to be devoted to a snow storm and report that some local store has plenty of shovels? Seriously, seriously. Does this bother anyone else but me? Please share.
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