I've been sleeping really late into the day, like 12:00. When Isaac wakes-up he wakes me up and then he eats and I change him and we go back to sleep. There really isn't any reason to get up. I mean I can't do much, can't go anywhere while M's at work. It has become more than frustrating to be me.
We got a lot from his parents for christmas. A $100 american express gift card which we bought
this with from the Ikea "As Is" room. It's missing the left drawer and the top is sold separately. I got a sweater holiday turtle neck set from Kohl's and he go a big black corduroy shirt. Which he doesn't like. Then for Isaac they got him a bunch of Baby Einstein videos which I think are so gross. And something I hate which are two framed photo collages. Like
this I would have preferred a more modern looking one. Instead of getting prints done she printed photographs from her computer and they look very bad. One is Isaac and one is our wedding pictures. The wedding pictures are strangely red. Also for some reason she decided to line the inside of each window in black and she didn't do a neat job. The
Isaac pictures, because they were all take with her digital camera, have a very poor resolution. It's the thought that counts I know, but let's not forget how annoyed I am about the picture thing in the first place. She kept pushing us to take pictures of him and I do, I just don't want her to have them. When she opened what we gave her she said, "Oh, I don't have this one!" YES, YOU DO, I JUST GAVE IT TO YOU, SHUT-UP. For Isaac there were also, two overall outfits and one knit set, a crocheted blanket with two hats and some onsies.
My parents because they fixed our car didn't give us much and truly I wasn't expecting anything. Until I saw the package and I knew it was my herbal apprenticeship certificate, then I was disappointed. After opening it I wasn't. It looks so beautiful. I never realized what a big difference matting and a nice frame makes. Now I feel proud of it. They gave M a beard trimmer/shaver. For Isaac my mom forgot to get anything! She was so sad about it that she made my dad go out and buy him pacifiers, a nail clipper and a teether.
Michael gave me gold sequin mules from Rampage, pink heart knee-high socks, a hello kitty Classic pencil/pen, hello kitty in a pink bear suit and an HK angel key chain that he turned into an ornament, a little leather basket with a mini body spray, lotion, body wash and candle in cucumber melon smell from B&B Works, an olde book of plant lore, and a candy cane stick with a plush reindeer on it. I think he did good for his first female (other than mom) gift buying experience. I'm going to exchange the B&B thing. He doesn't know how those places work, half the price is for froofy packaging.
From Polly Anna we got The Cartoon History of the work volume 3, a subscription to HipMama, HipMama date book and robe, and a baby book.
From Brothers: herb book and jean and a T from E. From Maceij a necklace and porpoise pendant and leather belt and wallet. Although in Poland they only mark who the gift is to, not from. From Jeramy M’s brother we got a really neat Moroccan lamp.
I guess because I didn’t expect much, I avoided being sad about what I did get. This was one of the first christmases I didn’t feel uber depressed. It was a happy one. We had a polish Christmas eve feast and then went to Midnight mass. On Christmas I visited my grandmother in the nursing home with my parents and Isaac and then yesterday we went to Chinese for E’s birthday.
I ended up giving M two long-sleeved T’s, boxers, undershirts, new chucks, legos, chopsticks, boot powder, candy and beef jerky.
We gave Isaac a little stuffed polar bear, chipmunk, hedgehog and dog, a window prism, a “baby” glow worm and a porcelain piggy bank. Not that he cares about anything other than the ceiling fan, mommy milk and anyone speaking to him in a high voice.