My Baby's One!

I can't even believe how much has changed in the last year!  You hear your whole life that "kids grow up so fast," but you can't really wrap your head around it until you have your own.  It seems like just yesterday I held that little guy in my hands for the first time, and now he's walking around the house!  I also have come to accept that being a stay-at-home mom isn't the worst thing in the world.  I still want a job, but I do love my snuggle time with Charlie.  I find myself making excuses on Thursdays to keep from subbing, and on Tuesdays, I rush to pick him up from daycare. 

We've had a busy week this week with Charlie's birthday and my school classes starting.  I have two classes this semester; one will suck ferociously and the other will be beneficial.  I'm more or less annoyed with the amount of work this school requires.  If I were a traditional student, like back in my Western days, I wouldn't bat an eye.  But this school knows that it is for non-traditional students with jobs and lives.  I know I don't currently have a job, but I do have a child and a home and other things to take care of.  I don't have time to read a dry history book once a week.  I usually blow off the reading, but for one class, I need to take a quiz based on the reading weekly, and there is a 10 minute time limit on the quiz.  I wish the school would just accept that it isn't a real university and stop trying to raise its expectations. 

Adventures in floor beds

So tonight we are embarking on a frightening journey- removing the crib and putting the mattress on the floor.  Charlie is pretty much walking and on the go, and as laid back of a momma as I try to be, it is hard for me to not worry about the eventual climbing out of the crib.  I hear the tales of parents finding their kids on the floor of their room and how it's hilarious and all, but yeah, I see the sharp corners of his bookcase and the step stool to stand on to put him in the crib in the first place.  And if I learned anything from Camp Kern in 6th grade its "Corners = pain."  So the debate was on for what to do next.  After much debating we decided that we will move the crib to the guest room tonight and put his mattress on the floor.

When Dave came home tonight, we moved the mattress to the floor and disassembled the crib.  Charlie immediately began crawling up and down on it, which was a good sign.  When bedtime rolled around, we realized a flaw in our plan: no place for the night time nursing- the side-lie nursing never worked for us.  I ended up nursing him next to his bed while sitting on a floor, but he was too interested in the new surroundings and was finished in 5 minutes.  I put him down, covered him with his blanket, and left the room.  He was at the gate in a few minutes.  We let him cry for a minute or two, then Dave went to move him  back to the bed.  He stayed for a few minutes, but we heard him at the gate again.  I gave him a minute and went back, but I was surprised to discover he was already back on his bed!  He crawled over himself, but was on top of his blanket and still crying.  I moved him to his back, swapped his snotty paci with a fresh one, and covered him up.  He was out like a light!

So far it seems as though this will work out.  Only time will tell, and Wednesday will be our first shot at naptime at home, since he goes to daycare on Tuesdays.  I hope the rest of the week goes as smoothly!

The Beginning

Well, let's see if I can pull this off. I have tried starting 1000 blogs (well, maybe closer to 4), but I have never been as consistent with one since livejournal, freshman year of college. That I think is more credited to the rite of passage though- it seems everyone has a livejournal account their freshman year of college.

I tend to find myself thinking really random things, and wanting to write them down. I've fleshed out full essays, but I never get them typed in and then the moment is lost.

So here goes nothing. A blog dedicated to useless musings and random thoughts.