My poor, lonely, neglected blog.
My dad hijacked my computer while he was here, and used it the whole 6 days. That is my excuse and I’m sticking to it.
Ruby is asleep in the Sleepy-wrap on my chest. Ronan is in bed and has been sleeping since around 6:30.
How can so many things change in so few days that I feel overwhelmed trying to write them all?
Ronan turned 2 years old yesterday. Two years ago, I wouldn’t have been able to imagine saying those words. I wouldn’t have been able to comprehend the blink in which time goes by. I look at him, my big two year old boy, and then look at Ruby. In one more blink, she will be turning two. It’s so hard to come to terms with, and yet that is life.
Ruby has been having some trouble in the evenings with belly pain… she seems so gassy, and her cries are so sad. I haven’t eaten anything terribly gassifying, and narrowed it down to over-active let-down. If you aren’t familiar with boob-speak, that means that my milk comes out too fast, and she’s swallowing a lot of air trying to keep up with the gulping. So, now, I pull her off if she’s getting choked, burp her multiple times per feeding, and have seen quite a bit of improvement.
Last weekend, we went to Ronan’s second birthday party. I know, you’re thinking “went to?” That’s because my amazing friends threw the party for me – in the event that I would have a newborn, or possibly still be pregnant. It was amazing. So many wonderful friends came, and all of the little ones had so much fun. I took a ton of pictures, and can’t wait to share them.
Also, Mom and Dad were here. It was such a short visit, and yet I loved every single second. I stayed up too late, and did too much. We spent too much money. We didn’t get anything done. But it was so wonderful, and again reminds me why I love my parents so much. It makes me question again and again why I choose to live so far away. It makes me wonder why I can’t get them to move here. Mom insisted we fix our grill, and then bought us a patio set for our back porch. Dad bought a book shelf and built it, then installed it in my bedroom. Mom and I went through tons and tons of clothes, and even made a trip to Goodwill to drop off what we didn’t want to keep. And while Ruby’s room didn’t get painted, we still managed to organize and clean out the whole room. Ronan loved… LOVED his grandparents. Always wanted to sit on Grandpas lap, and was able to get away with anything from Grandma.
The best moment of the whole week? When Ronan was sitting on my dad’s lap, and dad offered him a bite of food. Ronan turned around, kissed dad full on the lips, and then accepted the bite. The grin on my dad’s face after receiving an unsolicited kiss was priceless.
Argh. I have so much more to say, and no more to write. As things level out, I’ll try to write more and more. Pictures coming, I PROMISE.
