My bedtime is in 5 minutes...
So, I haven't posted in a while again. Everything is really good still. We've been sick on and off which has sucked. But other than that, really, everything is good.
I went to this mentoring workshop this weekend and am really stoked about where this idea might go for me. I'm thinking of going towards the goal of being an interpreter trainer. I'm really excited by this idea and want to be more involved in the community.
Xander is beautiful and awesome and I'm so glad I followed through with having a kid. Jake says I'm a really good mom.
One story then bed...
This morning Xander woke up at 5:15am. I had my alarm set for 5:45am. I am a bitchy bitch in the morning if you fuck with my snooze time, which is basically any where from 1 hour before my alarm to a half hour after it. So, the baby is up and I ~could~ get him back to sleep, but it would take about a half hour which is all I have left to sleep anyway. So I'm basically enraged. I get up, get his bottle started, and get him on the changing table. Normally, he screams on the changing table.
I think he got the 'mom is bitchy in the morning' message and he was calm and smiley and cooing at me and doing this noise that he makes when he is happy which sounds like radio static. I'm standing there staring at this amazingly cute child and half of me is pissed the hell off that I am not getting to go back to sleep this morning. The other half of me is grinning like an idiot about how adorable and sweet my child is and how much I love him. Seriously, so. fucking. cute. I'm smiling now, remembering how cute he was.
So I guess the 'mom' part wins. I was still grumpy, but it stayed in my head and I spent some sweet time playing with him in our bed till my alarm went off. I even got to doze off for a few minutes during it. Anyway, if you had ever had to experience my grumpiness in the morning you'd know how amazing this story is. Jake said, 'Damn, you really love that baby'.
I went to this mentoring workshop this weekend and am really stoked about where this idea might go for me. I'm thinking of going towards the goal of being an interpreter trainer. I'm really excited by this idea and want to be more involved in the community.
Xander is beautiful and awesome and I'm so glad I followed through with having a kid. Jake says I'm a really good mom.
One story then bed...
This morning Xander woke up at 5:15am. I had my alarm set for 5:45am. I am a bitchy bitch in the morning if you fuck with my snooze time, which is basically any where from 1 hour before my alarm to a half hour after it. So, the baby is up and I ~could~ get him back to sleep, but it would take about a half hour which is all I have left to sleep anyway. So I'm basically enraged. I get up, get his bottle started, and get him on the changing table. Normally, he screams on the changing table.
I think he got the 'mom is bitchy in the morning' message and he was calm and smiley and cooing at me and doing this noise that he makes when he is happy which sounds like radio static. I'm standing there staring at this amazingly cute child and half of me is pissed the hell off that I am not getting to go back to sleep this morning. The other half of me is grinning like an idiot about how adorable and sweet my child is and how much I love him. Seriously, so. fucking. cute. I'm smiling now, remembering how cute he was.
So I guess the 'mom' part wins. I was still grumpy, but it stayed in my head and I spent some sweet time playing with him in our bed till my alarm went off. I even got to doze off for a few minutes during it. Anyway, if you had ever had to experience my grumpiness in the morning you'd know how amazing this story is. Jake said, 'Damn, you really love that baby'.