Time management baby!

Day after day I realize how hard it is to take care of a child. The sleepless nights start to get to me around mid morning and I feel like I need a shot of espresso to help get me through the day. Most days I feel like there should be more hours in the day and that I should be doing more productive things. Sleeping is not one of those productive things on the list... but today was a different story. i ventured out with my baby in tow to my grandmothers house for lunch. She says the same thing every time she sees him- that he looks like a little doll and that he is so small. It's true- he is small, but i really do not think that he looks like a doll.

I must admit that I feel really good about making her happy. She was very surprised to see us because she thought she would be having lunch with my sister and cousin. When we walked in i think we caught her off guard but she was just so happy to see the baby. She always worries that she will not have enough food when there are unexpected guests... but she always seems to make enough for a small army.

I found it interesting that my cousin had no idea that the baby was there until my grandmother said something about him. He was sleeping in his car seat in the next room... I guess no one really notices him unless he is crying or if he is being carried around. Maybe it's a good thing?

So now that I have gotten off the subject, let me get back on it. My day today ended up being really productive and I am so proud of myself for it. I managed my time really well if I do say so myself. I was able to get myself and the baby ready and out of the house by 11ish, get to my moms house to meet my sister, feed the baby while we were there, go to my grandmothers house for lunch, go food shopping for the essentials while my sister stayed with the baby in the car and wait for my sister to get out of the motorcycle shop with riding gloves for her husband. After all that, I dropped my sister off at my moms and then headed for home.

I felt a little bit like super mom today... you know... with super strength! I was able to carry the baby in his car seat up to the sixth floor of the building that we live in while holding the diaper bag, my purse and three grocery bags. They were heavy bags! Some of the items included eggs and a gallon of milk- not the kind of stuff that is easy to carry! So yeah... that made me feel like super mom..... maybe I am crazy, maybe I am not, but I really feel good about doing all of that heavy lifting when I would have never dreamed of doing it.

I have also noticed that my baby is getting VERY attached to me... He loves to sleep being held or being in a room with people. He doesn't like sleeping in a room by himself. He starts to cry when he is alone and knows which cries will get me to run to him faster. He is such a smart cookie! I know I am going to be in trouble when he is a little older but I feel that for now it's okay to spoil him a little bit. I would rather spoil the snot out of my baby than to neglect him. I hope you would agree with me.

Anyway, I must be going so I can finish up the dishes and get ready for bed while the baby is still sleeping. Have a good night everyone!

-J