Little Kite Girl

-Start growing some tomatoes for the garden my Mom and I are going to do this year.

-Take more pictures of my 6 month old little boy, who is growing his very first tooth, due to appear any day now!

-Figure out a system for recording my favorite recipes, in PAPER, something I can have in the kitchen without fear.  (My laptop has had some dangerous encounters with the sink this past week.)

-Finish the book I’ve been waiting to read.

-WALK.  Lots of walking!

-Go to my doctor’s appointment, Bubby’s doctor’s appointment and piano lessons.

-Encourage John to work on his application for school and get it DONE.  This means I get less of his awake time…which is already pretty scanty.  But oh well.  It’s important, right?

-The fafsa.  Boring.

-Get my application done.  My part is done, but I’m having recommendation troubles- seems that Illinois’ system is a bit difficult to deal with/broken, and my last letter of rec. isn’t getting through.  I KNOW!  It has to be in by the 30th or I can’t be considered.  Arg.

-Back up my hard drive.

-Finish the letter I need to write for a past professor in order for him to write me a letter of recommendation.  I don’t think I can get him to do it this time around because I’ve been procrastinating what he wants me to write, but I’d like to bank him for the future.

-Find Bubby some PJ’s that don’t mush his toes.

I think that’s probably good for now…we’ll see if I add anything, or even get to anything on the list.

1)  Something really needs to be done about my hair.  I get it cut and like it, then a month later my ponytail starts to stick out like an Orca whale.  Disturbing.

2) Right now there is an orange cupcake sitting on my dresser.  John bought it, and I was going to eat it on the DL until I realize it was orange.  So it has one bite taken out of it and I don’t want to throw it away until I see if John still wants to eat it.

3) I’m realizing that being a Mommy includes a lot of waxing and waning.  I’m so tired, then I catch another wind.  Then I get so frustrated, then I calm down.  Then I get mad.  Then I’m fine.  Then I’m overwhelmed with the amazingness of my little boy.  Then I’m just tired again.

4) This week I had someone ask me if I just believe everything we are taught at church and never struggle.  I don’t know if she believed me when I told her no, that we all struggle with our faith and enjoying the people we share it with, but if she had been inside my head at church today she would have believed me.  Even thought it was rough today, deep down I know that the Gospel makes me sane and reminds me what I’m living for, as well as gives me strength to be better than I am.

5) My baby smells so good right now, and he’s sleeping.  In his crib.

6)  There is a pile of laundry that needs folded on the floor under the window.  And I’m not doing anything about it until tomorrow.

7) Last week’s trash bag of diapers was uber heavy.  This week was less heavy and more smelly.  I wonder what’s up.

8 ) I’ve decided to slow up a bit on the solid food.  I want Bubbs to eat more bottle during the day, so now we only feed him a few bites of veggies here and there when we are eating and he seems interested.  It went well today, and he’s graduated from 4 oz. bottles to 5 or 6 oz. bottles.

9)  My husband is at a meeting right now and I want him to get home so that we can cuddle.

10) My new stomach regimen has started to work a bit, I think.  Metamucil + one glass of water in the morning, probiotics (right now in yogurt form), and then miralax every other day.  Sounds simple, but I definitely notice the difference from when I do it and when I don’t.  So far things have not started to “move along” like I would like…but the severe cramping/stomach panic seems to be quieting down.  At least I can leave the house for more than 20 minutes!

-Camper is holding his head up better than ever, and I swear to Bob he said the word. “Hey” in the middle of the night last night.

-He also peed in his own face again, this time getting his eye.  I was freaking out.  There was pee in his EYE. John shared the secret of pee with me, apparently things change down below when he’s about to pee. We’ll see if it helps me.

-During that same pee situation he also simultaneously peed on his pacifier, and then spit up on it too.  Then, in my 3 am haze, after I picked him up I did something I always do when I have less hands than things I have to carry- I stuck the pacifier in my mouth.  Yes.  It was sick, and I must have been very, very tired.

-I’ve made dinner a lot!  I made kielbasa and fried rice with peppers, a roasted chicken, mashed potatoes and veggies, and beef stir fry.  Tomorrow it’s pot pie! Everyone’s favorite!

-I realised that someone should have told me that becoming a Mom meant 3 loads of laundry a day, minimum.

-I’ve taken to napping with Camper in the mornings, only if he slept in his crib for awhile first.  This morning I put him down next to me facing me, and I woke up once and his little hand was on my cheek.  I woke up again, and his back was against my chest.  I swear he’s a baby genius.  Good thing I wake up every time he even breathes weird, or says “hey.”