Realizations
You know you're a mom when you spritz on perfume not so much as to smell nice and feel pretty, but rather to cover the smell of baby puke.
Yes, I'm on outfit #2 today.
The first 13 years of my life were spent moving from place to place; wherever the US Navy decided to transfer my dad. It may not have been the most ideal or easiest life but I wouldn't trade those 13 years for anything else. I am who I am because of my life as a Navy Brat. :)
You know you're a mom when you spritz on perfume not so much as to smell nice and feel pretty, but rather to cover the smell of baby puke.
Thank you SO MUCH to everyone who helped keep me sane and calm this weekend for Gavin's baptism!!!! Special thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou's to Gavin's grandparents: Nana & Papa and Grandpa D & Grandma Zuzu. ;)
My son is three months old today.
It wasn't a fluke... but it wasn't exactly for real either.
Gavin slept through the night last. In his own room.


Gavin is starting to smile now and it just makes me melt. It's now my belief that you have not truly lived until you've heard a person try to laugh when they don't quite know how to yet. Gavin does the silent laugh a lot. He also babbles and can self-sooth a little if he's not desperate yet. So my li'l baby boy started day care yesterday. And as much as I was trying to focus on the positive, I couldn't help but struggle against tears when we dropped him off. It was almost like I was starting back at work all over again and it sucked. There's just no other way to say it. I was especially paranoid that our provider, Chris, would be prepared to deal with Gavin. In some ways we gave information that she didn't necessarily need and in others we didn't provide enough info.