Monday, September 5, 2011

Day 229...a wonderful extra day


Sept 5

It felt really really good, for Martyn to sleep the whole night through and then When Eli put him in bed with me this morning, he let me sleep until 8:15! Awesome sauce! I love how when I get the chance to wake up with him like that, he's always just all smiles. I think he was awake for a little while before he said anything to me, and when I opened my eyes, he was just grinning at me, with those big brown eyes and eye lashes a mile long.
My sweet boy.

We just took it easy again today. We went to the store and got the groceries, but didn't do much other than that, the whole day. Martyn is so funny. At the store I had him sitting in the cart, like a big boy. He was just babbling away the whole time. People passing by always would get a big smile, or a curious look at least. They would also give him the baby eyes, because he is irresistibly cute, ha! I get a big kick out of that. I like having a baby who is pretty social, and seems to enjoy and be curious about other people. I am noticing a little bit of separation anxiety in him though. Most of the time, he's perfectly fine until I leave the room, or his line of sight.
Especially if he is tired.

That silly, stubborn boy. Only got short naps today, maybe an hour tops. It was pretty hot too, which made it slightly uncomfortable. I had to take him out side, and refill the dog pool and he yelled at the hose while it was filling the pool up. It was kind of weird. I don't think he was scared exactly, it may have startled him initially, but it was like he was talking to it, and yelling at it. It was kind of funny. I let him dip his feet in, to cool off a bit and he seemed to like that briefly....it was kind of shocking.
Earlier today, he had all this energy built up, and was bouncing around in my lap. I put him down on the floor and he just started scooting all over the place. Which was fine with me, but he kept trying to go into the kitchen, which I told him "no babies in the kitchen"....the concept was lost on him, unlike Sheba ("no dogs in the kitchen"). He finally went down for a third short nap around 6:20pm or so....Eli got home right after that. I don't know what that boys deal was today. He was pretty happy over all....I think he must be working on some more teeth, because he's super drool factory and has spit rash all over his face and bottom. Poor baby. It was hard getting him to bed tonight.
I gave him a bath, which usually helps soothe him nicely for bedtime. But even that didn't help a lot. I got him a little baby tooth brush today and had fully intended to start a bed time ritual, including teeth brushing, but I forgot. I guess I'll start it tomorrow, ha! It's never too early to start good hygiene habits.
It's supposed to be hot this whole week. Uhg. Not looking forward to that one bit. I've been trying my hardest to put last week behind me, and move on....the lame thing is, I keep going over things I should have said to my boss, or thinking about how this week is going to be. Why do I do that? I'm a pretty calm, easy going person 90% of the time. It usually takes a lot to get a rise out of me, or at least it used to. This whole stupid situation has got my anxiety level way up. When I start thinking about it, I can feel my heart rate jump up, and my pulse is just pounding in my chest and ears. I don't like it one bit.
Lord help me.

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