I will update you on my life: in a nutshell, I am busy. Busy as all get-out. Barron is easy. Yes, that's right. I said it. He gives me no trouble. Now, the house, laundry, dogs, shopping, cleaning...they give me trouble! It is a challenge to keep everything somewhat civilized, and half-way normal for my sweet husband's sake. He works all day, and the last thing he wants to come home to is a dirty house with a strung-out wife looking like who'd-a-thought-it and an unhappy baby that looks just like him! In the words of Truvy Jones, it's a bit like being a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest.
I have always thought of myself as a neat person, but when you have a peanut strapped to your chest (God bless the Balboa baby sling), every room seems to go to hell in a handbasket in a matter of minutes.
This picture is not posed. I really am asleep. Flynn likes to take pictures while we sleep. This one was the least unflattering. When you learn to function on less than six hours, you pretty much fall asleep at any moment you are still for longer than eight minutes.
On average, we try to get to bed around 10. But Barron likes to hang out in our room until he falls asleep. I know, that's not good. But it is so much fun to cuddle him when we smells so fresh from here:
He loves his baths. After his tee-tee healed and his belly-button thing finally fell off, we've been enjoying real baths in the Puj. I highly reccommend it. It's soft and allows water to constantly flow through it so you're not bathing him in dirty water. He likes to "dirty" his water right when he gets into it. I don't mind. xoxo
This is one of the rare moments he was swaddled. And even here you can see he is working his arm out of it. He HATES to be swaddled. Who can blame him. It does seem like it would be uncomfortable, especially in July. We switched to footed pajamas and let him flop freely in his Rock-and-Play. We had to switch him to that since the Nap Nanny was recalled for a child dying while sleeping in it in the crib with rolled up blankets and we were putting Barron in it in his crib with rolled up blankets. !!!! Oops.
See how happy he is? Xoxo. Much better than that old swaddling business. I reccommend the "Rock-and-Play" as well. It is a collapsable hammock thing that you can buckle them into and there is NO POSSIBLE way they can turn over onto their sides or stomachs. SIDS scares the hell out of me. Yes, I said "hell". I use the word "hell" when talking about SIDS. Anyway, the Rock-and-Play is awesome, only when you say it you have to say it in a KISSlike rocker voice.
Throughout the day, he naps on and off, and for some reason, I feel the need to sit and watch him sleep. It's a total waste of time if you consider my to-do list, but I can't help it. I can't believe he's real, and staring at him helps it to sink in. He is beautiful. He is precious. He is mine. I can't believe God has blessed me with this adorable little thing. Just when I thought life coudn't get any better, He goes and does this. That God, he's an alright guy.