Today was not my favorite of days with Jack.
I was uber stressed about doing Samantha’s training show tonight, still trying to get it all ready, oh and you know, take a shower and do my hair like a normal person, while keeping Jack happy. He’s normally pretty even keel, but he was whiny today. Didn’t do much for my stress level.
Reid worked late, so when he got home I had thirty minutes left. I put on my ipod and told them to pretend I wasn’t there while I finished up.
Then, on my way to the party, I got a text from Reid saying that Jack rolled over!!
Now, here’s when my perspective kicked in…
There was a sweet little girl, 14 months, at the party. Cute, cute, cute. BUT, also, walking, walking, walking. Um, can we say “not ready for that”?!
So, now I’m home, and can’t wait to give Jack a big hug in the morning and apologize for my craziness today, then thank him for not crawling or walking yet.
Holy moly.
I’m hoping for a late walker.
Jack and I went shopping with Deena today.
I’m waiting for this hat to go on sale for him!!!
And this top and vest to go on sale for me!
Relaxed
Jack was staring at the carousel. We need to take him one day soon, before the mall gets too crowded with Christmas shoppers.
And more smiling
Wowie, wow, wow, wow.
Another month has gone by, so that means its time for you to hear me talk about how I can’t believe my baby is *blank* amount of months old. Just wait til he hits a year old, you’ll really be sick of it by then.
As I was saying, WOW! There is a 7 month old living in our house! And it’s fantastic, most of the time.
The goings on of Jack Ryan:
* Eating food three times a day! Oatmeal mixed with banana for breakfast is a favorite. Other times, its apples, plums, and random veggies.
* Sitting up. This is super recent, as of today he’s been better than ever on it.
* Wanting to move. He hasn’t figured out scooting or anything like that, but he knows he wants to move. He’s started grunting towards certain toys, trying to reach them.
* The big boy toys that we had saved for 6 mos and up are now being used.
* He’s realized that we do, in fact, have a cat. Stop everything if Chewy walks in the room. This is very annoying during mealtimes. I’m certain that chasing Chewy will be on his to-do list in a few months. He loves to pet Chewy and amazingly, Chewy lets him.
* Squealing til someone looks at him.
I’m sick again, so I’ve been paranoid all day that he’s sick, too. I’m not sure, though. I hope he stays sick-free for now.
Here are some pictures from today:
Well, hello there!
Why are the smiling pictures always blurry!?
Aaaaand we’re done.
Jack and Reid at dinner Monday night. They were wishing Cammie a Happy Birthday via text.
* Thursday night, I started getting a cold. It was in full force Friday morning. This was my first time being really sick as a mom and I quickly learned that I wouldn’t get the day off; although, Jack was extremely sweet all day. I tried to keep my distance; all in all, it went ok and Reid was able to take over once he got home from work.
* Jack couldn’t get to sleep last night. After getting him up to change his nasty diaper, we all three got on the floor in his room to play for a bit. The moments of just the three of us, all quiet, except Jack’s laughter, are my favorite.
* Jack’s getting the hang of sitting up by himself. I’m a very proud Mama.
* After taking Zicam all day Friday, then sleeping til 1 pm on Saturday, I felt tons better. So much better, that I went running later in the afternoon at the park. After a mile, I realized that yep, I had been sick and I was feeling it. So, I only did a mile and a half and went home due to my lungs feeling like they were on FIRE!
* Speaking of running, I really need to write down an actual running plan if I’m going to do the Princess 1/2 marathon in March. Am I really going to do this?!?!?!
* I’m not a fan of the new gym I’ve been trying out. I think I just need to invest in heavier weights for the house and I’ll be all set. I’ll just miss the elliptical and treadmill, but I’ll live. I’ll keep running and use my bike more, and get warmer clothes!
* Sick or not, insomnia is still here. Tylenol PM is my drug of choice.
* My baby fever has subsided, which I knew it eventually would. I can’t help but see how darn cute Jack is and know that I want another some day. Until that someday, as in years from now, I’ll keep with my birth control, thank you very much. ((Of course, right now, Jack isn’t crawling or walking, so he’s easy to contain. Once all that starts, I might re-think the whole sibling thing, haha!))
Ok, this blog need to end. This video is for Lori. This is how I envision us finishing the 1/2 marathon in March. I can’t stop laughing!!!
Jack usually falls asleep with Roger on top of his face:
This happens at least once a day. Very odd.
Oh, and here’s our smarty pants reading a book in the bath:
Jack and I met with Alli and her three kids at the park today. I got crazy excited when I realized Jack fit in a swing!! He didn’t get excited, though; we thought he was going to fall asleep.
Look how excited and happy Abi is on the left, then see Jack’s expressionless face. So funny! (PS: Don’t the swings look like seats from a ride at Six Flags?!)
I made him a little pillow out of a burp cloth after this, but he was content to stay awake and look around.
The park is so close to our house. We really need to go more often.
A new gym opened close to our house this past week and I’ve been itching to try it out. I can work out at home, but I love working out at a gym. It’s a great time for me to get away from home, be along, etc.
It’s a small gym, but very friendly. I got through all the paperwork and what not for the seven day trial and hopped on the elliptical. Well, then the local newspaper comes in snapping pictures, asking me if they can take my picture. Ugh. I’m not wearing make up, I probably have spit up on my shirt, haven’t showered yet, and I’m working out and you want to take my picture? Um, whatever.
So, I agree, but then move to the weights to get away from the camera. Then, they come over there, chatting with me and I’m like uh huh, ok, yeah. Then, the owner’s son (maybe age 3) runs around me while I’m trying to focus. And the staff is just laughing and trying to talk with me. Again, small gym.
I couldn’t take it anymore, so I left. They even said, “Oh, you’re already leaving? Did you really do a full workout?” This is my time to not talk, not entertain anyone, not do anything or care for anyone else, and you’re bothering me! I didn’t say that, I just said I needed to get home.
I think they’re trying to be overly friendly because they’re new and they want my membership, or my money. Surely, it’ll die down. Regardless, I wasn’t really impressed with the set up or equipment. The gym I used a trial for a couple months ago was my favorite, thus far, but it’s too much money a month. Looks like it might be time to drag out Tony Horton again.
PS: If you have a gym membership somewhere and you’re not using it, feel free to share….I’m not even kidding.
You voted, and I took the votes into consideration, but in the end chose this one:
Reid didn’t even realize that he didn’t know what I had ordered til I opened the box yesterday!
I’m still surprised I didn’t choose black and pink, but maybe next time. I only ordered a 100 for now, so next time I can change my mind.
This is from Lauren’s birthday party (she’s on the far right):
Obviously, her skating party was a hit!
Lotion and pajama time
Already reaching for the soda. I don’t think so, Jack.
Playing with Lauren and Pops (my dad). You can’t see my dad, but he’s the reason Jack’s laughing
Here are a few pics from Reid’s weekend:
Jack and I are headed back home tomorrow and it’s very bittersweet. I am so ready to be home and hang out with Reid, and to be back in routine. But, it’s sad to take Jack away from my parents and sister.
This was a good trip for Jack. Jack is completely different than he was when they last saw him, just a couple of months ago; he laughs, reaches for people and things, squeals at you, etc. He’s become a very interactive baby, as most babies are at this point. This has helped my family feel closer to him.
Lauren is so sad about him leaving. She has gotten him up from his naps, calmed him when he’s cried by singing to him, and made him laugh by talking to him. Jack’s laughed at my dad so much, so, of course my dad is smitten. Dad even rocked and fed him this evening when Jack wouldn’t calm down, which my dad doesn’t just do that for any baby.
((Jack didn’t go to sleep til 11 tonight!!!! He wasn’t in pain and would play when we got him up, but screamed when he went to bed and wouldn’t calm down. Turns out he was burning up. He was wearing fleece pajamas that made him sweat. Once he changed into lighter pjs, he was out cold.))
Mom’s always been all about Jack, but to have him reach for her and play with her makes it even worse when we leave and she won’t see him til Christmas time.
Overall, it was a great trip for Jack to bond with my family and for them to love on him.
We’re coming home, Chewbacca!
