The days are flying by at a feverish pace.
It boggles my mind.
My baby is blasting her way through sleepers on almost a weekly basis. She eats food, makes real poo in her Kushies, sits upright in her BOB stroller without her car seat and blows a mean Raspberry. She has mastered rolling (in one direction only), and stands confidently on my lap chatting up (read:yelling at) any one who will listen.
She is a pterodactyl. A gnome. A princess.
An angel.
A miracle.
When I look at her I now understand how parents send their university aged children off to school thinking...What the frick? Where did the time go? I also understand how motherhood amplifies the paranoia associated with sirens, the sketchy person/situation radar and the extremely low emotional tolerance for commercials and/or shows containing anything remotely sappy, happy, sad or romantic.
I love her so much and although I must pranayma breath my way through individual (and fairly infrequent) screaming spells I am winded by the thought of her growing up...of our time together passing too fast. This, from the woman who was afraid of Maternity leave. Although I still can't picture myself as a full time stay home mom- I worry about my return to the work place (In September). How will I manage being away from her? Who will care for her? How do you know a good childcare provider? Can we afford to work part-time?
We just now, at almost six months, felt like we should probably go out without her for the evening. Not because we needed or wanted to leave her - but just that perhaps it's a bit creepy if we didn't. Individual girls' and guys' night out are awesome but...
So, we left her with her Yiayia and went out for some Yuletide festivities. I flat ironed my hair, wore make up, talked to adults, drank two and a half ciders and got my ass kicked by Dance Dance Revolution. It was fun.
We came home before midnight, kissed our little angel and tucked my momma in. We snuggled in to bed and rehashed the events of our evening out and agreed that we're very lucky kids. We have great friends, a loving and supporting family and of course our precious Ruby.
7 comments:
Well I know how hard it is to leave your precious ones behind, but I agree, going out WITH your hubby is a much needed thing. And I am so happy that you spent your first date at my house playing DDR!! What a night and it wouldn't have been the same without you...
Blog looks beautiful.
Glad you and the hubster had a wee date.
Love ya!!
you ARE so lucky. And I am so proud of you! Ruby is a little firecracker, I get such a kick out of reading about her recent developments. :)
But didn't you go out a couple months back sans baby? or am I crazy?
p.s your new blog background is my sunshine's middle name. ;p
I know you have about as much time to update as I do, but I love coming to your blog and finding a juicy entry to read. :)
Although it is passing so quickly, I am happy to read how well things are going! She is so adorable!
I know, where does the time go?!?! Good on you for going out, I'm hoping we'll get a chance while we're visiting family out west this holiday...then it's alreay time to start looking for serious daycare in our new locale for when I go back to work in June. Ruby is just lovely and I like the new blog layout too.
What a lucky sweet little baby you have! I love reading about her developments. And the daycare decision is a toughie and gets harder the closer you come to itbeing a reality. Keep enjoying every precious moment:)
Congratulations on your first date night! It's very important, but it sounds like you know that. Ruby has such a sweet little face! Enjoy the holidays with your bundle of joy!
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