Back to Work

Monday was my first day back to work after the birth of P. How it has already been 8 weeks is beyond me but we won't go there. On one hand, shocking I know, I didn't want to go back. I didn't want to leave our tiny (well...tiny-ish) and precious baby while I went out and made that money! I am fearful of missing everything. Missing the smiles, the giggles, the cooing...everything. But then I had to snap out of it and realize, hey...working moms rock and my mom worked while I was growing up and I am pretty normal so he is going to be fine. 

On the other hand though...I actually was kind of looking forward to going back. I feel selfish saying that but I was. Our office is super small, like 11 people small, so I totally missed everyone in the office. We are like a little family. Frankly I spend more waking hours with them than Hubby so what do you expect.

P will actually be hanging out with Grammy during the day for a few months so that has helped both mentally and financially. I know he is in good hands and Grammy just LOVES spending time with him. When I pick him up she fills me in on what they did during the day. Peek-a-boo. Story time (they finished Robin Hood already). Tummy time. And of course sugar time!

It is definitely going to be an adjustment, probably for both of us but in the long run, I think it will be good for him to be socialized once he is in daycare and frankly we don't have a choice so he is going to have to go. I know everyone has an opinion on SAHM versus working moms but in the end, this is the choice that works best for us and while it is hard...it is going to be great for everyone! And...I have some pretty hilarious daycare stories from my 12 years in child care so if nothing else, it will give him more things to talk about during his therapy sessions when he is older!

Happy Working!

Nothing cuter...

There is nothing cuter than a baby sneeze or a baby yawn...

Sleepy Baby!

Two Months!

P had his two month check up last week! He is up to 12 pounds and 23-1/2 inches. WOW! The doc asked what we were feeding him and Hubby the occasion steak when he has been good!

I can't believe two months has come and gone. Everyone warns how fast it will go but seriously...it goes fast. It feels like just yesterday we were driving home with him in the middle of the night, getting home and looking at each other like..."now what?!".

When I think back to this time last year, it just amazes me. I was SO ready to start a family but we still were not sure as to when to start trying. I was SO worried about not being able to get pregnant. I was SO worried that being on the pill for 10 years would affect my chances and abilities to get pregnant. I was SO worried that we would never be "ready", whether that was financially or emotionally or anything...

but here we are...

and it is wonderful.

Grandpa Joe

Grandpa Joe is Hubby's dad. He lives in Louisiana and made his first visit to see P this past weekend.

He was smitten from the moment he walked in.

P was pretty enthralled too.

Can you see the pride?! I love it!

Three Generations. Absolutely Priceless.

Happy Family!

Love at first sight?!

So our friends had a baby last October...I can't believe she is already nine months. Our friends live in College Station and last time they were in town, their daughter wasn't feeling good so they decided not to bring her over when they came to meet P for the first time.

Well...they finally met and frankly, we all feel that it might have just been love at first sight...

Well...maybe not.

Well...maybe so?!

Yep! I think we should go ahead and start planning the wedding now!

Happy Babies!

I apologize...

I apologize for the silly look of my blog today. I am trying to revamp but can't quite find anything I love. Bear with me and I promise it will be looking better soon!!

Happy Monday!

And the baby cries....

When P was first born, he slept...and slept...and slept. He cried occasionally but not really that often. SWEET! We have created the perfect baby!

Being a new mom...I blame my naivety. He is no longer so silent. BUT I will say, it is oddly less annoying when it is your own kid crying than any other kid. That being said...at 3:00AM, it is still difficult.

I think the hard part is trying to figure out what he wants. Although it would feel less urgent, if he laughed when he was hungry...it would be so much easier! I know this is just another phase...I can't imagine he will cry when he is hungry forever...right...?! 24 and crying when he wants a bowl of cereal...but then again at 24 I hope he isn't crying to ME when he wants a bowl of cereal...

Oh and I think he is going to start crying actual tears soon. For those of you who don't know (because I sure didn't), their tear ducts aren't fully functioning when they are born therefore when they cry, there are no tears...which makes it a lot less painful as a mother when you cant figure out what the hell he wants...but I fear when the tears come...it will pretty much be heartbreaking. Ill keep you posted.

Happy Faces!