I've been messing around with the layout on here lately. I'm toying with a few things and will continue to experiment until I settle on something I like. I don't have a lot of time to just sit down and do it all at once unfortunately, so it's a work in progress.
Our little boy is four and a half months old now. Sometimes it feels like we've had him forever and it's hard to remember life before him. Then there are times where it's like "holy crap, we have a baby" and he seems brand new. Owen is so much fun. He's giggling more and loves the sound of his voice. His squeals are so funny.
Our schedule has been messed up since Chris' accident and Owen's ear infection. Owen was on such a good sleep pattern but now it's all over the place. He woke up at 2am this morning...He hasn't been up that early in at least two months. He goes right back to sleep after I tend to him, but these past two weeks have taken their toll on me. My eye twitch is back and it's driving me mad. I figure we'll be back to normal shortly...well I'm really hoping so.
At least I'm not as tired as I was in the weeks after Owen was born. One night I woke up to him crying. I picked him up and laid him on my pillow. I started to get up to grab his bottle when I realized that he was gone. I frantically started patting around the pillow and the bed (the room was dark of course), but couldn't find him. But I could hear him crying. I started to feel around on the floor and still couldn't find him. I literally started to sweat. I was starting to panic and I woke Chris up with "I can't find Owen...where is he?! I can't find him!" Chris said "Dude. He's in the crib." What? Then, like an idiot, I realized that in my exhaustion I never picked him up from his crib. Or maybe I was dreaming that I picked him up. Sigh.... We repeated this same episode a week later too.
We pressure-tested four zones on our sprinklers today. We have small cracks in two pipes but other than that, we're ready to bury everything and put down topsoil in the front. We hope to have it seeded by next weekend. We might rent a trencher for the back. I hate to spend the money on something like that, but I really need a break from the digging. My elbow haw been giving me some trouble, and my lower back is killing me. If I stay in one position for too long, I get stuck that way :)
I think I rambled enough for now. Husband and baby are asleep so I think I will join them.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
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I have totally done the search for baby in the bed thing with Eric. When Andrew was little we both had a moment of panic like that. I think by the time we were both done all the covers were ripped off the bed. Only then did we discover that it had been a dream. Andrew was sleeping peacefully in his crib. We also repeated that scene about a week or so later. Isn't it funny how once your baby is here you forget what life was like without them. I go through that every time. I think it is fortunate that my memory quickly rewrites itself. It keeps me for longing for the days when I could just pick up and head to the store at 10 at night. Now that just seems like a silly plan. Who on earth needs to go out that late anyway?
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