Yesterday Adam and I went to a friend’s gender reveal party (it’s a boy! Yay!). It was held outside under a big shelter with picnic tables and a play area for kids. Normally Adam is the oldest baby at these get-togethers, but this time he was one of six kids his age. There was also one older boy with a toddler brother, so you could tell he was used to playing with kids that age.
When we got there I set Adam down next to me expecting that he might hold onto my leg or want to be picked back up like he usually does. No such thing happened this time though! He walked around like he owned the place, going up to the other kids and smiling at them. A couple of the toddlers were already at the playground, and the older boy invited Adam to come along to play. Adam took his hand and walked right over with him to play!
Now, I really, really don’t want to be a helicopter mom. Like really. So I stayed a respectable distance back from them so I could see how he handled the situation. After being dubbed “baby!!!!” by a two year old, he joined the group like a champ. The playground was extremely toddler friendly and Adam was able to climb it all on his own and I didn’t feel the need for the first time ever to climb with him to make sure he didn’t tumble off the stairs.
I’m so glad I let him go. Not only did he go down the slide by himself (twice!), he had a great time doing it. No apprehension anywhere to be found.
The only downside to this wonderful event? There were mosquitos everywhere! The kind that make me welt and itch immediately. Today I counted 12 bites on my legs and arms. Adam even has one on his head, although it doesn’t seem to be bothering him. Next time I’ll make sure to wear pants when I hang out outside at sunset. Lesson learned, but man did I have a good time!
When we woke up this morning, it was officially the longest Mike and I had ever gone without seeing Adam. He was with Grandma and Grandpa on his first sleepover ever. We didn’t plan for it to happen, but Mike’s mom Darla offered to keep him for a couple days on a whim and after a bit of talking ourselves into it, we accepted.
I think Adam is probably having the time of his life, but Mike and I are missing our little Peanut something fierce. Grandma has been an angel all day, sending us updates about naps and how he’s eating and assuring us that he’s doing well.
Mike had to go to work today, but I got my first real day off since I gave birth. So, naturally, I slept until 10am, did nothing much all morning, then went shopping. Naturally! Then I met up with Mike after work and we had a dinner and a movie date. I could have cleaned the house from top to bottom, but then I would have had to make my family move out so that it never got dirty again. Who wants that? So it was leisure all the way.
Even though I had a good day, there’s been a weird little pull in my belly. The internal alarm clock I have keeps going off but I don’t have to do that task. Making Adam’s lunch, checking his diaper, find the baby and make sure he isn’t destroying something, all unnecessary today. It’s funny how this tiny person has become so much a part of my day.
Our baby Peanut comes home tomorrow and I’m going to snuggle the crap out of him. I miss my sweet boy.
I had big plans today. BIG! Play date this afternoon, marinated tacos for dinner, and a walk with Adam in our rainbow wrap. None of those things happened. Not one.
Not to say that it hasn’t been a really good productive day! Adam woke up this morning at 9, which was amazing because I’ve had the worst insomnia this week. I go to bed and just lay there while Mike snoozes happily beside me. I almost want to shove him a bit to wake him up and then act like oh hi you’re awake too let’s chat! But I’m a good wife. It would be fun though.
Also, amazing? Adam was an ANGEL today! An absolute marvel of good behavior and playing. He also didn’t show signs for a nap until 3 1/2 hours after he woke up. This is how the play date we were supposed to go to didn’t happen. It was at 1 and Adam went down for a nap at 12:30. I feel bad about it, but Adam not getting a nap makes for a tiny tornado of tantrums and anger. So the nap won. I think this is him going from two naps a day to one nap a day though, so it opens up play date possibilities a lot. I don’t have to plan in the wee three hour window between morning and afternoon naps. Yay! Freedom!!
Adam’s nap ended up being two and a half hours long, and I’m not going to lie, after I ate lunch I fell asleep too. Over an hour of glorious nap time. We woke up at three so I fed him a snack with plans to go to the store to get a couple of things for dinner tonight (Taco Tuesday!). That’s when two behemoth thunderstorms rolled into town.
These things were huge, dark gray, and brought with them torrential rain and wind that nearly knocked me over when I went to rescue the mail from being a soaked mess. Getting a baby out of his carseat and into a store conditions like that is not my idea of a good time, so I raided the pantry. And wouldn’t you know it? I had the ingredients to make a homemade marinara sauce and chicken parmesan. The sauce is on the stove right now and let me tell you, if it tastes half as good as it smells, I will be in red sauce heaven tonight.
Since I haven’t written in so long, I’ll end with a few pictures of my growing boy who can’t really be called a baby anymore.