May 9
It's amazing how much one's attitude towards life, or just in general, can totally make or break the day.
Today, I was in need of a serious attitude adjustment the whole day. I finally got over myself at the end of the day, when I picked up Martyn. It was SUPER busy for me at work today, I mean I was running all day. Which I suppose is a good thing under normal circumstances, but I just could not get my head around to normal circumstances. It was one of those pity party days, and I was really missing Martyn all day which totally added to it.
When I got home, I realized that it really wasn't that bad....I just needed to check myself.
I did remember to get some chicken out this morning before I left, and put it in a bowl in the fridge, to thaw by the time I got home. That made it a lot easier to come home knowing I would be making dinner, and wouldn't have to wait for chicken to rapid thaw....I hate trimming the chicken after rapid thaw, it's just all the more gross.
Martyn was happy when I picked him up....and mellow. Janelle said he had a good day, and even went down for a nap in the play pen, which she hasn't been able to get him to do yet...usually he naps on the couch. I was excited to hear that because, for one I think he's going to out grow the bassinet before we boot him out of our bed, and two, the play pen was my original crib idea so that's where he would get booted to....I still think it will be a while before that happens though.
Janelle also said her dog was sick and had to spend the night at the vet. I felt bad for her, remembering what that was like for us when Sheba got into the slug bate, last summer.
It was so uplifting to just snuggle and play with Martyn this evening. He does this thing where, he wants to stand up on my lap, but his legs get tired after a minute or so....so he will clasp his hands together, and put them to his face while I'm holding him up on my lap, and when he does that I'll lean him towards my shoulder and hug him. That takes the weight off his legs, and he then just buries his face into my shoulder, and will kind of kneel in my lap for a few minutes. I'll hug and squeeze him a bit, and talk to him, and rub or pat his back a few times, and then he's ready to stand up and look around again. It's kind of his new favorite game, and I sure enjoy it too! I think he's going to be an affectionate, snuggly boy...at least for a little while.
While I was making dinner, I sat Martyn in his little rocker, facing me at the stove, but out of the way of anything hot, that might pop on him. He just chatted me up. I love it how he just wants to tell me all about his day. So when he was quiet for a bit, I decided to tell him all about my day, and it also really lifted my mood, to watch his little face as he listened to me talk to him...as if he understood me and was genuinely interested in what I was saying...what a good boy!
Tomorrow is going to be a better day.
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