Hey-o blog! This photo was taken a week ago, the first day I successfully managed to get Baby M. into the Moby wrap, cover it with a coat, and slowwwly walk one dog at a time around our neighborhood. He does well in the Moby wrap when he’s tired, thankfully. Unfortunately, my back does not!
From the IG account of Ashley Longshore, a fun New Orleans artist I’ve followed ever since Christopher recommended her to me. I like the message, and I also like bright florals against black.
The goal is one book a day, and sometimes we make it, sometimes we don’t. Sometimes we read four books to make up!
Ughhhh yeaaaaaahhhh OVER IT.
Oh man, I love this picture. Look at that double chin (his, not mine). Delicious.
It’s safe to say that he likes to snuggle.
This was the first day that I got adequate sleep (a real smile!), followed by two or three nights of two hour sleep, after which I was just about at the end of my rope so I went to our new GP and successfully re-started 50 mg of Trazodone. I’m the sort of person that can’t handle sleep deprivation well, AT ALL, and Trazzie is minimally excreted into breast milk. Now I’m sleeping again, Josh is sleeping, the baby is sleeping, and all is well.
I enlisted my neighbor to come over and watch the baby today so I could take the girls for a (windy rainy and coooold) dog walk. It was a welcome break! And she is happy to do it, besides. It’s great having neighbors that are willing to help you out.
Sunday night, dinner at Grandma Shirley’s place. Look at how relaxed M. is here…she is the Baby Whisperer.
Such a little man.
Walking before the Superbowl on Sunday, baby strapped on.
We took the baby for his check-up and he is already over 10 pounds!
I think Peta gave us this book, and personally knows the author? My baby shower seems like it was a loooooong time ago.
On Tuesday Baby M. turned one month old. ALREADY ONE MONTH OLD. Soon he’s gonna be a surly teenager.
I was so desperate for a dogwalk on Tuesday that I loaded up the dogs and baby and Bob, drove to the park, and once there realized that the amount of snow and ice on the ground was way more than I had anticipated! We lasted about ten minutes. Still, that was our first solo outing to the park…you gotta celebrate the little victories.
Maggie and Bear Cub are really good with him.
Tuesday was my most sleep-deprived day yet, and that was when I took this picture.
“You look about thirteen in that picture,” said my mother over the phone, “But so tired!” I was. But luckily things have straightened out.
I love RuPaul. Last night I typed in “RuPaul” to Youtube and just watched an hour straight of RuPaul interviews on various talk shows. So many great sound bytes!
Voila! Good-bye snow! AND DON’T COME BACK.
The Broad made that slouchy beanie…which isn’t so slouchy on my big head.
Last night I had a fierce craving for Mongolian Grill…and it did not disappoint. I liked my fortune, too.
This morning I dressed M. in a new little outfit sent by my cousin Flynn and his wife Molly. I realized later after looking at the picture that M. was flashing me the peace sign. So cute!
I threw a tennis ball to Maggie this morning, and she returned with this. Hmmm.
That’s it! My past week. Some lows (sleep deprivation), some highs (first bath, first successful solo babywearing/stroller outings). We’re all getting through this newborn stage, one day at a time. And in the meantime, he sure is cute to look at. So long blog, it’s time for my dinner.