I'm Outta Here!

After a long and frustrating week, I'm blowing this joint. Ya heard me, I'm outta here! I'm hightailing it to my parents house so they can spoil me and buy me things help me take care of the Child while I run screaming in the opposite direction. 

So, sayonara!

Exhaustion

So the Husband has been gone for a week and even though I 've tried to work the cheery-I'm-fine thing, the truth is  I'm falling apart. I'm exhausted by a needy wounded (more on that later) dogand a teething clingy baby. Frankly, I have very little time to myself and the little time that I do have is spent trying to practice my deeping breathing/don't have a cow  exercises. So more later, and yes, in the next week I will be posting my long awaited giveaway. Despair not!

My morning Routine

So parenting is a lot of work and I don't get a lot of breaks. The Husband works a lot (currently overseas) and in many ways I'm essentially parenting on my own. That being said, I do get a few blissful sweet hours of alone time. 

Before the Child wakes up I like to enjoy a little alone time in front of the computer, sipping my coffee and entering my giveaways (cue old lady/bathrobe image). But today, horror of all horrors(!), rafflecopter isn't working.

So, rafflecopter, this one is for you. How dare you mess up my morning routine?? Don't you know that you are integral to my morning zen/zone out process?? I need you to be up and running so that I have something to space out and do while I drink my morning coffee. Don't get all "well you could read the news or clean the house" on me. No, I absolutely cannot do those things.  Cleaning the house is for after my giveaways and reading the news is for while laying in bed.  There is an order to my life, it can't be disturbed! Do you hear me? Do not disturb my morning routine!!

The Child is teething, (fun!) so I'm already on edge, consider yourself warned. You have zero time to fix this problem. 

Also, for those of you who wonder what I am going to do after I post this, the answer is look at cute animal pics. Nothing to bring you back like pictures of bunnies snuggling dogs.

The Husband is away...

The Husband is gone for two weeks, and you know what? I ain't cooking for two weeks!!! That's right  I will be doing the single girl diet, which for me consists of scrambled eggs, yogurt with frozen berries, hummus with carrots, coffee and chocolate.

Frankly, that's the only perk/benefit of having the Husband traveling.  Who's going to kill the errant moth's that get inside? How about my internet?  And what about regulating our finicky thermostat?

I'm ready for him to be back NOW, but in the meanwhile the Child and I will be hanging out, visiting my folks and eating those strangely addicting Dr. Sears puffs.

Breaking News: The Child is a disinterested eater!

Feeding the Child solids is like taking "just a sip" from a firehose - impossible.  Attempting to feed her anything off a spoon begets baby kung fu and a mess. Seriously, she is the master of the two-hand fend off and the if-you-put-in-my-mouth-I'm-gonna-sneeze face.  Who taught her this??? Aren't these toddler level skills?? I'm blaming the Husband.

These next few weeks I'll be reviewing kid food. Freeze dried, purreed, in a pouch. You name it, I'm trying it.

Why? Because as much as I love breastfeeding, and trust me I do, I will not be breastfeeding the Child until she is five.

I miss red wine. Red, red wine, you make me feel so fine...

Things I wonder about...

So the Child is napping (she went down easy) and I have completed almost all the household tasks (minus dinner) that were on my list, therefore I am zzzzzoning out in front of the computer.

On occasion, I like to check the Thirsties outlet page.  I know, I know, I have a Thirsties problem.  They were the first cloth diapers (duo wrap, stay dry insert and wipes) I ever bought and I love their business ethos, so cut me some slack. But, I digress. Anyway, I often wonder about the kind of defect that forces a cute little wrap to end up in the outlet.

 In my cloth diaper fantasy world, I like to imagine that there has been some crazy accident at their factory and that the covers end up tie-dyed. Wouldn't that be cute? Or better still some tie-dyed wipes.

And then, after this terrible factory accident (no injuries) the tie-dyed wipes and covers end up in the outlet, where they are purchased by yours truly.

The End.

Morning Thoughts

So I have been trying to do diaper laundry every third day and it's mostly been working, but for some reason yesterday afternoon, I decided to go back to my every other day routine and start a load. Boy, was that a smart decision! After putting the Child in her night time diaper, I lay down to nurse her and she promptly had the biggest poop of all time. Had I not done diaper laundry that afternoon, I would have had NO extra night time diapers. None!

I think there's a lesson to be learned here.

Thou shalt not save up the diaper laundry until one only has ONE night time diaper left.

Honestly, I'm not sure what prompted me to do the diaper wash yesterday afternoon ( I normally do in the morning or late at night) but I'm taking it as a sign from above that I almost erred seriously in my diaper ways.  

Also, does anyone else ever put a night time diaper on their child only to have said child promptly poop?