Thursday, December 3, 2009

Soccer Mom

When Addison was six months old, I quit my office job to be a full time stay at home mom with her. Although I was working only half days, it was too hard to be away from my tiny baby and my boss was psychotic, making it worse.

I still remember that first day that me and Addison were home alone together, for an entire day. Our television was downstairs at the time, as we'd just moved into our new house. I remember putting on Sesame Street, because we didn't have cable, and staring at Addison because I had NO IDEA WHAT TO DO WITH HER. See, around 6-8 months, babies are delightful. They are happy all of the time and basically entertain themselves. And I was SO bored I didn't know what to do with myself. I would hear stories of the busy, van-driving moms that are barely home all day and always have something to do. I think during that time I was searching for anything to do. If I remember correctly I even bought a kit to make a clock. YEAH.

Fast forward three years. Yesterday I woke up at 6:30, because that's when I can squeeze in work before Andrew wakes up. He was up and at 'em, and so I shook Addison awake too. From there I scrambled to get everyone breakfast, and both kids ended up a mess. I struggled to write a few more articles while they played, and then dumped them in the tub. As soon as I got them out, Addison's little friend called to play. I said, "What the heck, send her over," and dumped some clothes on Addison so she wouldn't be the weird underpants kid. Andrew was put for a nap while I controlled two squealing little girls' noise level, got them lunch and finished 11 articles in two hours. Friend was dropped off on the way to a doctor's appointment, after which I went grocery shopping, came home and cleaned the house, made dinner and finished a few Christmas stockings I was making for my family.

My point? I MISS YOU, LONG DAYS OF NOTHINGESS!! If I had known that I would be one of those moms trucking kids around in my big SUV, running to doctors appointments and buying milk two gallons at a time, I would have prepared better. Laid around in bed a little more often. Watched a few more DVDs in the quiet. But no. I made clocks and wished for days like that. WHAT WAS I THINKING.

Although, I will say there is something to be said for falling into bed as soon as those days are over, and knowing you got it all done. And feeling a little like superwoman.

In related news, Andrew had his 9 month check up. I had been delaying his vaccinations and skipped them at 6 months altogether because I didn't like the way he reacted to his 4 month ones. So I bucked up and took him. He is, as usual, healthy as a horse. He took his vax like a champ. He is now 23 pounds! For those of you keeping track, he is a mere 6 pounds less than Addison. Faaaat guy in a little coooooat.

Oh, also, the doctor declared him to be extremely good looking.

I am inclined to agree.


kemery755 said...

And for good measure, Autumn is 25 pounds. He's a big kid.

Sheriece said...

I want to know how on earth he's 23 pounds and Carter is 21 (he had his appoinment on Monday)!? Is he just all packed in a squashier package? Or is he made of marshmallows and my kid is made of rocks? They CLEARLY do not look like there are only 2 pounds between them. Maybe 12, not 2.

Ahhh, the days when I only had to buy milk 2 gallons at a time.... sigh... ;)

Anonymous said...

I stalk your blog because I love your writing style. (Came over from LDS BBC.) Just wait until you're buying 4 gallons of milk at a time! :) Motherhood is the best though, and you sound like a great mom.
P.S. Most excellent quote...I love me some Tommy Boy!

Justin said...

4lbs. to 24lbs. 600% increase.

Fat guy even in a big coat.

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