in june 2010, our lives got turned upside down in the best possible way: the birth of our awesome kiddo, john. in october 2013, brother charlie charged into our life to change the status quo again. and june 2016 brought us brother ben to round out our trio.

i'm proud to have "mom" at the top of the list of titles on my resume, but i'm also still a hard-working professional. how does a working mom juggle work and family? ride along with me and see if i can figure it out!

Saturday, September 28, 2013

my, how we've grown.

my little super hero eating his favorite meal

as i write this, i am listening to the sounds of train-table pieces banging together in john's room. i'm sure he is creating quite a fantastical disastermess for us to clean together later (again) but i hear happy vroom vroom noises and giggles so how can i argue? we'll pick up later.

as i write this, my husband is back in baton rouge packing the last of our furniture into a big yellow truck so he can bring it to our new home. no, the house in baton rouge hasn't sold yet -- so if you know someone who is interested please let me know, it's a wonderful house that i can't wait to get rid of! but given that i'm 36 weeks 4 days pregnant, this was the last weekend that we felt comfortable with me being home without my husband, just in case!

as i write this, i am considering how 11 days from right now will be the time that john chose to arrive when i was pregnant with him. and of course, who knows if charlie will arrive before then or after then or wait until after his due date or whatever, but it's crazy to think that in not so long we will have a second child. amazing and beautiful and awesome ... but crazy!

as i write this, i am so very grateful that i feel well -- very pregnant and slow and big as a house, but healthy and capable and mostly more comfortable than i ought to be. i have some work to do today to make room for our furniture to arrive tomorrow (nothing too strenuous, don't worry!) and i feel 100% up to the task. if anything, the nesting is kicking in stronger and stronger every day. which is probably good because charlie's room is still currently a disaster zone.

as i write this, i am also so grateful for the strides we're already making settling into our new life here in the dallas area. we knew we had some friends and family here when we decided to move, of course, and they've been wonderful to see and to know they are around. what i didn't count on was 1) the surprise that my college roommate and lifelong dear friend has a cousin who lives less than a mile from us with her family. and that said cousin and her family are awesome people, too, who i think will be friends here. what are the odds? and 2) that i would "randomly" meet awesome ladies at the neighborhood pool, or a local mcdonalds, or the indoor jumping place, who not only have children that john loves to play with but are also amazing women in their own right and have the potential to be real friends. so slowly but surely we're already creating a nice little social world in which to operate. 

as i write this, i am dumbfounded by the amazing transformation in buddy (the dog) in recent months. this might sound trivial, but when you consider how very fearful he used to be and how outright normal and awesome he has become -- and without the aid of medicine, as he is weaned off of his xanax except for during storms -- and what a pleasure he is to have keeping john and i company around the house, well, dang. it's remarkable.

as i write this, i am even more awestruck by our amazing kiddo. we have whole, real conversations, all day long. he helps me out around the house. we play together, we visit parks and other places to play, but he also entertains himself at home when i need to get things done. the past several days he has shown remarkable independence -- not in the form of stubborn-headed insistence that "i can do it" but in actually DOING it. he has put himself to bed all by himself the past 3-4 nights, including getting a nighttime pullup, picking on pjs, pottying, brushing teeth, "reading" himself a story, turning off his light and tucking himself in. he drew himself a bath, got in it, and starting washing himself while i was in the shower the other day -- of course i reprimanded him and explained that he can't take a bath without a grownup, but i can't help but be silently impressed that he got the right amount of the right temperature of water and didn't make a mess and safely climbed in and behaved himself. all of this is bittersweet, of course, because i get less snuggle time and he "needs" me less ... but i am so proud of how much he has grown and how willing he is to be "grown up."

as i write this, i am so proud of my husband, who has been making serious efforts to eat well and exercise and generally be healthy so we can have him around for a very very very very long time. and even as he's traveling this weekend he has a plan for how to do the very best he can to stay on track. and he's been working so hard at his new job and is doing so well there. how can i be anything but impressed with this man who is my partner in this whole wild ride?

so we are well, is the long and the short of it. we are well. we are growing in so many ways, and i think we're managing the chaos with something that roughly approximates grace. it ain't always pretty -- ask me tomorrow and i may break down in tears about how i just can't do it! but today ... today, i am impressed. go team!