Just a new look we are trying out. I say paratrooper and the hubs says painter. Tomato, tomahto...
My parents came this past weekend to hang with the Dman. It was awesome as I got to do a 2 hour ride. Not sure I will get to do that again as I don't think he was *awesome* for my parents. But hopefully there will be grandparent amnesia by next time.
Zia Meme came in yesterday which has been awesome. She doesn't think he sucks when he cries and she has been so awesome with motivating me to clean this shithole up a bit. D has been taking marathon naps in her arms. Yes I know this is probably screwing him up somehow since its not just putting him down awake in his crib...but f it...I'm obsessed with him sleeping and I don't care how it happens.
|Dman at 6 weeks!|
|D and Grandpa|
|D and Babcha|
Holy hell this parenting thing is not easy. I like to think I've done hard things in my life...that I have accomplishments that might set me apart in some small way...but I find that the hands down hardest most grueling thing ever (having a kid) ends up being the thing that has been done 6.5 billion times (or whatever scary number the world's population is now).
It boggles my mind...especially because I'm not thinking I'm very good at it.
Some pics from the Tios Sid and Jane visit and from the awesome break Mrs. Jowegawa gave me so I could get my ass kicked by Tom Jow's running group.
I'm feeling like we have busted through the friends and family debt ceiling. Tios Sid and Jane took such good care of us this past weekend and friends have stepped in to give us a break here and there. Aunti J9 hung out with the Dman last night so the hubs and I could ride. She even stayed to have a glass of vino with us (alcohol and breastfeeding really deserve their own post: breastmilk alcohol test strips!)
Things are pretty gnarly on the mental and emotional front but D is pretty damn cute for that .01% of the day he is not putting me through the wringer. Thanks to our peeps and feeps (family peeps) for keeping our eyeballs above water.
|Party people putting their hands up|
|Oh yes he is in this picture|
|Dima offers a knuckle sandwich in return for being put in his car seat (which he does not love)|
|Auntie Prof imparts her winning secrets|
|Just a little man to man--Dman that is|