There's a Village (People) missing their cowboy.

Fun day at the park

Ahh... a beautiful sunny spring day. I took g-man out to the park today. I signed up with some mom groups here in San Diego... some of them are quite active. Anyway... today one of the groups was meeting at Balboa Park to walk. Right what the doctor and my flappy belly ordered. I forget what a treasure Balboa Park is. I was reminded once I was back home because I somehow managed to step in dog poo and got it all over one of my runners. Darn it... so gross.

I can't wait until g-man can actually enjoy all that the park has to offer... and since it's free, we will be taking advantage of it often. This is going to be a fun summer.

Seriously?

There are people out there that ask some stupid questions... my friend Joyce just mentioned that someone asked her if she knew what kind of baby she was having... a human one we all hope. When I got married, people asked me how married life was... I thought it was a stupid question, although I got 'splained today that if the person didn't know that we were already cohabiting, then it is a valid question... FINE... it's a valid question. However... now that I just (almost 7 weeks ago) had a baby... the question people ask me... the question that I think tops stupid questions is... "How do you like your baby?" Seriously? Even if I were a horrible person and didn't like my baby... would I admit it? I happen to be a person that loves my baby more than life itself... and it makes me want to say DUH!!!!! Seriously? Can someone have a baby and then not like it? I can't imagine... at all. Not for a second could I imagine it. So... PEOPLE... stop asking me because I am proclaiming to the world (wide web) that I AM HOPELESSLY IN LOVE WITH MY BABY.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Yes... it's a little late in the day... but at least it IS still SPD!  I can't seem to get much done before the evening falls.  Oh well.  I'm luck I get stuff done at all!  I had an eye dr.'s appt today... my big outing for the day... sheesh!  The stupid "doctor's assistant" a.k.a high school girl on a power trip was standing at the counter chatting it up a good 5 minutes before she called me in to get started... and this is after I already waited a good 10 minutes... WTF?  Then she's snapping her gum while doing the preliminary testing (eye chart, previous Rx...)... OMG... I so wanted to snap her neck.  Breathe Christine... breathe.  I should wear a sign around my neck that says "sleep deprived... patience running extremely low" just to warn people.

oh well... I survived it...

Here's my lucky charm... he's magically delicious!

I might be exhausted, but this makes it all worth being tired for...

my future income may come from this...

Baby Fight! from Olivia Munn

out of whack

It's no secret that I've been sick lately.... anybody that has allowed me to complain about it knows.  And of course the world knows that I have a brand new kid at home.  Brand new kid at home equals no sleep.  No sleep plus being sick equals not getting well any time soon.  My sweet husband, in an effort to help me lick this cold, takes over first thing in the morning to allow me to go grab some much needed uninterrupted sleep.  This may sound all fine an dandy but it has thrown me out of whack!  Man, if I catch say 4 or 5 hours of sleep, that means I wake up at like 11 or 12... and half of my day is GONE.  This is not cool... it is really throwing things off for me.  I realize that this whole thing is a huge adjustment in life... but man, I feel like I am such a loser... sleeping in until noon.  I'm guessing that this is why maternity leave is 3 months long... because for those three months your world is upside down and inside out.

Worth every minute if it though... that's for sure!

icky sicky

oi vey. I am sick as a dog. This sucks too. Not getting a lot of sleep is most likely not helping my immune system either. UGH! First, Tony had a cold. Despite all the hand washing, etc., Greyson ended up catching a cold. THAT sucked major because he is so young. Then I started to feel a scratchy throat. That turned into a very very sore throat and a bit of stuffiness. Now I have pink eye (basically a cold that is affecting my eyes), a throat that is killing me, congestion, a cough... OMG... CALGON TAKE ME AWAY! Tony took the "night shift" last night in hopes that I could get a decent night of sleep and help combat this cold. Didn't really do the trick but I slept fairly well. Turns out last night is when G-dude decided to sleep 4 and 5 hours a pop. Lucky daddy! I'm back on the shift tonight, let's hope that 4 and 5 pattern continues...

30 days later...

Happy One Month Birthday little dude!

Wow... time has flown, hasn't it? I feel like it was just yesterday and Tony says it feels like it was a lot longer. You are the coolest little person I've ever met. You seem so tiny sometimes, yet sometimes you seem so big already. Oh, life. These last 30 days have been the best days of our lives little dude. Thanks to you! Happy 30 days, baby!

Things I've learned so far...

1. You finally stop to smell the roses, because your baby is in your arms.

2. Where you once believed you were fearless, you now find yourself afraid.

3. The sacrifices you thought you made to have a child no longer seem like sacrifices.

4. You respect your body ... finally.

5. You respect your parents and love them in a new way.

6. You find that your baby's pain feels much worse than your own.

7. You believe once again in the things you believed in as a child.

8. You lose touch with the people in your life whom you should have banished years ago.

9. Your heart breaks much more easily.

10. You think of someone else 234,836,178,976 times a day.

11. Every day is a surprise.

12. Bodily functions are no longer repulsive. In fact, they please you. (Hooray for poop!)

13. You look at your baby in the mirror instead of yourself.

14. You become a morning person.

15. Your love becomes limitless, a superhuman power.

(list courtesy of babycenter.com)

Nobody does it better than mom!

You don't mind going to bed at 9 p.m. on Friday night

You give parents with a screaming child an 'I-know-the-feeling' look instead of a 'Can't-they-shut-him-up?' one.

Taking a shower is a luxury.

You find yourself wanting to make this world a better place.