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Tuesday, March 16, 2010

5 months

It's a good thing this kid is cute because he's driving me crazy.

Maybe I should go back to the hospital and make sure that he's really mine. Maybe they did a switch on me and hubby.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010


Today, BBZ is 5 months old. As of today, we are still....

...not sleeping through the night. For the past couple of nights he has been waking up every 3 hours again. I know he knows/can sleep more than 5 hours because twice so far he has slept from 9:30pm to 4am! So what's his deal??

...producing liquid gold. Yes, 4 weeks after he has stopped nursing, I am still making milk. I'm down to only pumping twice a day, but it's still upwards of 12 ounces per day. I'm sure I'm partly to blame because I nursed him a couple of times over the past month. At least now I can say he got the good stuff for 5 months. However, I'm going away next week for a few days and really don't want to have to worry about wet circles on my shirts.

...going crazy with a three-year old. If someone had told me that three's would be harder than two's then maybe I would have been more prepared. Even then I'm sure I would still be going crazy from his mood swings. He's worse than a woman PMSing on a full moon.

...trying to figure out where our family will be going next. Last month, hubby was notified that the full-time position he was suppose to have in Houston was no more. He still has to report to the unit since that is where he is assigned next, but what we are doing for income I have no idea. Right now he's out in the field, so he is unable to make any connections with possible employers (either military or civilian). I'm hoping by some miracle (they still happen, right?) that he'll find a job before the end of the month once he returns from the field.

...trying to hold onto my sanity. It will return eventually, right?

Monday, March 1, 2010

Gotta love 'em

Damn hormones. Not only do us women have to deal with them on a monthly basis, it's especially fun before and after having a child. All those emotions raging around inside can make a grown women just plain tired (try carrying around a 10 pound baby too).

Lately, those same hormones have been making my hair fall out. While I was pregnant, my hair became a thick, lustrous mane that would actually be nice to prepare for the day's events. Now, every time I take a shower I cringe at how much hair comes out into my hand. It's especially worse when I don't wash my hair every other day (because lets face it, it really doesn't need to be washed every single day).

At bath time, if I don't pay special attention to the tub, Little Man will hand me over a hair about every 2 minutes.

LMA: "Hair, Mama."

Me: "Sorry, buddy."

LMA: "Is that Daddy's hair?"

Me: "No, Daddy's not here, buddy. That's mommy's."

LMA: "Darn, mommy."