Buckling Down, In which life tries to find a new normal.

Thanks Caroline!



I just wanted to start off by saying just how grateful I am for Caroline and all she did coming out here. It was so much fun having her come out and being able to show off my beautiful little boy to her. ^^ Also, definitely need to get that Butter Brickle recipe. It's amazing. It was a huge help having her here to help us find our feet again after bringing William home and the freezer jam packed with enough food to feed an army has really helped me keep my sanity around here.

William definitely has a personality already. He's a very serious little guy, tends to be quiet, and loves to just sit there and stare around at all the new things. Looking out windows can entertain him for minutes at a time! Though going on wallks outside tends to knock him right out. His range of expressions are hilarious- mostly they trend towards these incredibly grumpy and serious looks, but he'll let the occassional Blue Steel or a little grin peek through. Though the last may just be gas.

He's sleeping pretty well. He's on a roughly three hour schedule now, which at least makes it somewhat predictable. But then he'll throw in days like today where he'll demand attention every single hour too. Unfortunately, he's not eating as cooperatively as he sleeps. He definitely prefers a bottle to breastfeeding and will only latch on if I trick him with a nippleshield. I honestly think he prefers it because of the plastic. Trying to ween him off it has been met with his first full blown tantrum and abject failure.

Seth's back to work this week, which means trying to find a new balance for how things work around the house. I'm still trying to find a way to get Seth home at a reasonable hour when he's got so many projects and things to do at work. It's frustrating how often he seems to get saddled with reports that have to be on his superiors' desks first thing the next morning, or how often he has to deal with this crisis or that crisis, or people on the west coast not taking his east coast schedule into account and calling him just as he goes out the door and they of course can't afford to wait until tomorrow to talk about it... You'd think people would plan ahead a bit better. Or at least give deadlines further away than 'tomorrow 8am' so he could come home before 9 or 10pm. It wasn't that big of a deal before William was born and the ridiculous amounts of OT he put it were nice , but now it'd be nicer to have him home with William and I a bit more. Otherwise I might go crazy being at home with William all day and only getting sleep in 2-3 hour slivers at a time.