Tangents.

They are not kidding when they say being a parents is the hardest job because it is the one job that you are always doing.  You don't get to leave and sleep on it.  You are ON the job 24/7.  Constantly thinking, preparing, rocking, feeding, entertaining, worrying, changing (clothes & diapers), cleaning (bathing, butts, faces, highchairs, strollers, floors, houses, clothes, pacifiers, bottles, etc.), picking up (toys, from daycare, babies, etc), carrying (babes and diaper bags), organizing, making appointments, shopping (takes a lot of talent), and pushing (strollers, trikes, wagons etc). I enjoy being a mom but it is one hell of a job.  And no one knows what they are getting into until they jump right into it.  Some do it better and more smoothly than others... I am not one of them.   Maybe that is because it's my first try at it but I am still jealous of those moms who can pull it all off - or seem to anyway.

What I noticed before I was even pregnant was that our society needs to be more kind to one another and for some reason I had in my head that people are always kind to pregnant women and women with strollers (move out of their way, hold the door etc...).  HA! Not for this lady.  Yes there were few acts of kindness but honey when I would push my stroller at the farmers market no one cared a lick that I had a  newborn sleeping and needed to get in and out and MOVE OUT OF MY WAY and put down the last red pepper!  I guess because most of the people at my farmers market are over 60 and have forgotten what it is like to lug a baby around and push a stroller on little sleep when you really should be at home sleeping because the baby is sleeping but you need to get out of the house.  And then the men don't get it because unless you have been pregnant and have a mothers brain you JUST DON'T get it.  PERIOD.

Rohan is teething again.  His molars are coming through and those bad boys are ruthless - his gums are so swollen.  Between that and him waking up with what we think are night terrors the poor boy was helpless the other night.  We have been used to little to no crying at night it brought me back to the nights when it was every night that it seemed to never end.  It is hard to go back because in the moment it feels like it will never end.  As I kept telling myself this will end he will tire out (because our comforting him wasn't working either), Aaron kept giving ME the evil eye like how come you don't know what to do "MOM".  That brings me to another topic - moms are just supposed to know it all.  I mean we do know what works for our children... but why don't the dads know?  I'm not saying Aaron doesn't know what Rohan likes or how to take care of Rohan because he does he is a great dad.  But there is that extra something moms have when they say "try this, he needs this, give him this" that comes seconds before Dad knows. It is a blessing but it is also a curse sometimes because its always on us.

I started a new job this past week.  I have joined the Monday through Friday club.  I am adjusting. I am still tired but not EXHAUSTED as I was prior. I can still think at the end of the day, so far. I have already found out that making appointments will be quite the game.  I will be looking into crock-pot recipes. I am enjoying the time I have before bedtime with Rohan - time I lost before and will not be able to get back but I can try and makeup for it now.

My parents have been in Florida for a month now and it has been great to see them interacting with Rohan on a frequent basis.  They have been spoiling us with their helpfulness.  I'm not really sure how they will be able to leave after the next 3 months.  So we are taking advantage of all the time we can together.  No they are not here to babysit either.  They are adjusting to retirement together while enjoying time with their grandson and Aaron and I wouldn't have it any other way.  Rohan still enjoys daycare and all his friends there (mostly girls) and will be moving up to the toddler class in a short time.


To all the moms that came before me and to all the moms after me...you are beautiful hard-working people and basically we rule the world.