23 July 2008
i'm fucking tired.
i'm just hanging on and doing the best i can
21 July 2008
I also got lots of activity in, and more importantly, lots of great snuggle time with Deven.
Yesterday's eating wasn't great start to finish, but I had planned for that. It was nice to have a day off from cooking/cleaning the fucking kitchen.
Today is Deven's first day back at Daycare because his dad starts his new job. I'm so sad. For the first time in a month, someone that doesn't love him is going to be spending all day with him.
I am already looking forward to picking him up and hanging out with him this evening.
19 July 2008
devs started doing a pbbbbbt noise with his lips. cute, except when you are feeding him carrots. at that point, cute but messy.
he learns something new every day.
18 July 2008
Today you turn 6 months old. What a wonderful month this has been! You have really built your balance and are starting to really do a good job sitting up. You have also been screaming when happy and when sad. You keep getting funnier and more entertaining. I wish I never had to leave your side.
The other day, you started fake coughing. It is so cute. You fake cough and look up at us like 'hey, how cute am I?'
I absolutely love when you are proud of yourself. I hope we can capture that look in a picture, because it is one of the best faces I have ever seen.
You seem to be working on some teeth. Granted, your dad and I have thought this for the past 2 months, but you have been gnawing on anything you can get your mouth on, drooling like a champion, have periods of extreme crankiness that is tamed by some baby orajel.
You have been able to roll over for some time, but this month, you really mastered it. You go from back to front, front to back, side to side. You have been known to scoot yourself in a semi-circle.
You smile a lot, laugh a lot. You are making a new face where you bounce your tongue off of your bottom lip. You are also making the toothless old man face.
Every day of this past 6 months has been a treat.
I'm really looking forward to the next six.
17 July 2008
I did really well for eating yesterday. I didn't go for a walk on lunch, my walking buddy was flexing, so I worked through. It was humid as shit anyway.
Today, I get off at noon, so I will come home and get Deven ready for his 6 month portraits.
He's laying on the floor chewing on is pooh rattle. He is such an amazing little person.
16 July 2008
Eating wise, I did pretty well yesterday. I stayed well within my target calories and got some exercise. If I could replicate yesterday every single day for the next year, I would be in business.
My husband and I had a sort of disagreement yesterday. Nothing major. First one in a long time. But it bothers me. Bah.
Time to get ready for work. If I have time, I might stop in to recap the day this evening.
15 July 2008
14 July 2008
Yesterday, Raj, Deven and I went for a 2 hour walk. It was lovely. I would love to do that every day, but the demands of life will definitely prevent that most days.
I just have to stave off the stress eating. My job is fucking stressful lately. I KNOW that I stress eat, but that doesn't prevent me from actually doing it.
Poor Deven. Teething sucks. There is a little swelling in his gums, a lot of drooling and crying, but no actual teeth. I would give anything to have this pain for me to spare him.
Shit. Time to go to work.
08 July 2008
- Deven is almost 6 months old. Isn't it time to start working on the baby weight
- Be honest, you already had some weight to lose when you got pregnant with Deven
- I need to start working on my self esteem.
- I've always had weight issues, and I need to get them under control NOW.
So yeah, I am one of those rare women for whom breast feeding has NOT helped regain prepregnancy shape. I was a bit chunky before I got pregnant, and gained an ALARMING amount of weight while pregnant. Boo.
So yeah, I am going to try to blog my efforts towards finally losing the prepregnancy weight and getting my metabolism back (ruined possibly permanently by a series of Master Cleanse experiments). I'll not mention how MUCH I want to lose, but will let everyone know EVERY SUNDAY what my week's worth of efforts have accomplished.
Once I lose the baby weight, I can start working on the quitting smoking weight. *sigh*
I just need something to feel good about, k?
The part that sucks? It's past time for me to get in the shower. This means 1) I have to move said snoring baby into his room. 2) I have to leave snuggling and snoring baby and go to work. Boo gainful employment.
Just a few notes about life.
*My husbands ex job can suck it. Seriously, first they downsize him and like 900 other people. The severance rules, but 900 people at a time? THEN, 2 weeks after the big downsize, the people that administer the benefits for them send him a letter asking him to prove that Deven and myself are his dependents.
Whatev, assholes. We don't even have your sucky insurance anymore.
I hope my husbands new job is awesome. I hope that all of the stress I have doesn't develop into a panic disorder.
But it probably will. Because my life rules.