I Want To Write A Post

I can’t believe I am saying this, but I have absolutely nothing to post about!  But I want to write a post just to stay in touch with everyone.  All I know right now is Baby Baby Baby.  And if that’s all I write about people are going to stop reading so I need to come up with something else to talk about, but what?  I guess I’ll just type whatever pops in my head and see where that takes me.

Aiden – he has a rash on his chin that is spreading.  At first I thought he was breaking out with acne but now that it’s spreading I’m not so sure.  I have made an appointment for him this afternoon but before I could call the school to let them know they called me and asked if I was aware of this rash on his face.  The secretary told me it looked like it was spreading and she wanted to know if I was okay with her putting on some Benadryl ointment.  How embarrassing for both Aiden and me.  For Aiden because people are noticing (it’s VERY noticeable, I hope his classmates aren’t teasing him), and for me because I look like a bad mom sending him to school like I hadn’t noticed it.  Now I’m worried that it’s something contagious and that poor Tate and Brennan will get it.  Andy’s taking Aiden to his appointment, anxious to hear what it is.

Brennan turns 5, that’s FIVE, this Thursday.  I just can’t believe that’s possible.  I hate and love seeing them get older.  Hate it because I hate change and have the “I don’t want to grow up” complex.  Love it because it’s so neat to see what little people they are becoming.  Warning: there WILL be tears on Thursday!  And probably a mushy post about my little pea pod buddy.  Sigh.

I went to my OB last Thursday to have my hoo-ha checked.  More specifically, to have my stitches checked from my episiotomy.  That’s beside the point. The point is, my weight.  I was down 6lbs less than my pre-pregnancy weight that day.  Funny thing is, my jeans aren’t super loose like I’d expect them to be, which means I haven’t really lost any fat, probably just water weight.  I’m afraid to hop on my scale here to see what that number says.  But at the time I was definitely doing a happy dance.  My jeans are super baggy in the butt and thighs, just not the waist.  It’s been 3 weeks since I had Tate, I should stop being so damn lazy and get my butt on the treadmill to start walking.  I know I’m not supposed to do any major exercising until the 6 week mark (and get the go ahead from my dr) but I can at least walk!  You’d think I’d be super motivated since my weight was down so much, kind of a ‘strike while the iron is hot’ thing.  But no, not me.  Duh.

I sit here with a 3 week old and think about how if I had a job that only allowed me a 6 week maternity leave I’d be halfway through it already.  How do you mom’s do that?  Physically my body is fine and would be ready to head back to work but mentally I would be a wreck thinking about leaving my baby in 3 short weeks.  I was lucky enough with the older boys to be home 13 and 12 weeks so I never had to leave a 6 week old.  I think we should adopt Canada’s policy and be able to take a full year of maternity leave.  No, it’s not for everyone, and I don’t fault those it’s not for at all because boy do I know how hard staying home can be, but it’d be awesome for those that do want to stay home to have that option!

I’ve started cooking again.  I didn’t realize just how lazy I had become while being pregnant until I started actually cooking real meals again the week we came home with Tate.  I apologized to Andy because I had just been slapping together crap.  So tonight we’re having meatballs, cheesy hash browns, corn and a lettuce salad.  I need to start really focusing on making healthy, low fat meals so I don’t gain back the weight I’ve already lost.  Who can steer me in the right direction?

I have to admit, I’ve been feeling overwhelmed the last few days.  We have some important stuff going on this week – Brennan’s birthday is Thursday, Saturday morning Tate gets baptized, then lunch here after then Brennan’s birthday party after that.  So I have a ton of cleaning and prep to get done and I just feel like I’m treading water and not getting anywhere.  Add on top of that caring for a newborn, trying to pay enough attention to the boys so they don’t feel neglected, trying to pay enough attention to my husband so our marriage doesn’t suffer, trying to keep this house picked up, making meals, getting myself a shower if nothing else… I have a list a mile long and so I feel overwhelmed.  I’ll be fine, none of it’s that hard to manage its just a lot at once.  Not getting a full night’s sleep plays into the overwhelmed feelings.  Andy offered to take a night and give Tate formula so I could just sleep but I can’t let him do that, he works and needs his sleep more than I do.  Plus my boobs would be near bursting in the morning if I didn’t nurse Tate during the night and I wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing Andy was up with him and I wasn’t.  Really, I am fine and will muddle through and come out the other side just fine, promise!

Well, looks like I was able to come up with something to write about! Ha! Sorry if you stuck through the whole thing! Time to get some lunch for Brennie and me. 

Have a great afternoon!

Erin