I have been listening to these two albums on repeat for a few weeks. The first is full of dance tracks perfect for a warm and sunny day. The second better suits rainy and cold days like today.
January 27, 2009
January 26, 2009
I had a black tie event on Friday night. My mom watched the kids. It was nice to get dolled up for an evening out with The Hero even if we were in bed by eleven. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I don't function well on less than eight hours of sleep anyway. Speaking of sleep, it's now three in the afternoon on Monday. I'm hit with the sudden urge to take a nap at this time every day. I'm not a big coffee drinker, so Coca-Cola it is.
I'm always anxious for fall weather, but tend to backpedal when winter hits with full force. My hands and skin are dry. My hair is full of static. I've been suffering with a runny nose and cough for two weeks. I'm officially over the cold. I'm ready for capris, flip flops and brightly painted toenails.
January 10, 2009
I've been on maternity leave for the past eight weeks. I go back to work on Monday. I have mixed feelings as I'm sure most women do when they go back to work after having a baby. I love having a career, but also love sitting on my butt every day. Ok, I don't sit on my butt every day. I have plenty of things around the house to keep me busy now that I have two kids to look after. It's definitely been a period of adjustment. There's feedings every three hours, endless diaper changes and a three-year-old big brother who needs constant attention. If we can put men on the moon, why can't we have an extra set of eyes for the back of our head? It's not like people haven't been talking about it for years.
Little Bit is 6 weeks old now. She's still brand new, but will grow up before I can truly savor her time as a baby. She's sleeping right now. Little Man is running around in his Batman underwear. If it weren't for my constant reminder to keep underwear on, he'd be sitting here naked to his heart's content. Boys will be boys. Girls will be girls. I'm anxious to watch each of them grow to see how different they'll be.
Grey hair is right around the corner.