C&Ping @sgsnyder's post in the December thread to get us started...
sshh, I know I'm twelve hours too late, but I honestly have no good questions to start a January (January!!!) thread. Please forgive me.
How is mama?
Sick! Again. But I managed to convince DH to take Olive downstairs this morning so that I could sleep in (for the second or third time ever) and when I ran down to the bathroom to puke I interrupted them making me carrot-apple-kale juice. I didn't even know he knew how to operate the juicer! I'm totally blown away still.
How is hubby?
He needs baby boot camp. I'm finally realizing this. I try to be sensitive to his introverted and Aspergers tendencies, and I understand when Olive wants only me, but cooommmeee ooooonnn. We agreed to coparent. I understand that that looks different for everyone, but I think that my doing 97% of baby care is a little disproportional. Any ideas, wise women?
How is baby?
She's ridiculous. She's into climbing things now. I'll look over and she'll be bellied onto the coffee table, feet wiggling above the floor. She scrambles into her mini Ikea chair and holds onto the back, beaming at us and waiting for someone to push her around.
Edit: ok. Hubby's working on the van and I've distracted Olive with a few well-timed snap pea crisps. And I'm actually on the computer now.
Last December... huh. Anyone else have this crazy amnesia? I remember wearing a red sweater when she was in my belly. I remember having the time and energy to pull things together for myself and my employer. I remember not being "allowed" to carry heavy things, which was difficult because she'd just moved to a new house and had thrown ALL of the unpacked boxes into the basement. So I was trying to work as hard as possible before Olive came, and money was tight. I don't think I was "allowed" to buy presents for people last year, either.
This December was really busy, at least until the 21st, because I was trying to get my employer's house ready for a giant holiday party. DH ran out on some "secret" errands in the days leading up to Christmas, which was funny 'cause we never can afford gifts. He wrapped some things for me, despite my adamant protestations, and made some dumb comment about being sad that there weren't any surprises for himself. Ugh! So Olive and I got up early on Christmas morning and ran to CVS and printed some pictures for him and pulled together some silly gifts from the empty store shelves.
My family rented a house in Delaware for the week of Christmas and somehow expected us to join them, but they didn't factor in our work schedules or the difficulty of traveling with a ten-month-old or the fact that we had to spend some time with DH's family. They were sad we didn't go, and gave us sweet little guilt trips. I invited them over for New Year's Eve to celebrate Christmas, and that was nice. I LIKE having people come to Olive's familiar territory - it's so much easier!
(I'm sorry for sharing my moodiness and for blaming everything on others. I AM feeling like a victim, and I am feeling sorry for myself. Maybe my resolution should be taking responsibility for my feelings in 2014... and to laugh more!!)
I've skimmed some of the posts in this thread, but missed a lot - sending love for all of your respective battles, dreams, achievements, etc...