Ok, the official countdown until move day is 4 days. We aren’t really close to being done packing. I have no idea how we will ever get close to being done packing. E is teething again right now. This means that all day, every day, I must be by his side. This leaves me no time to pack. When A gets home from work, he’s here for only an hour. We can’t accomplish too much during this hour as we have our routine of E’s bedtime. Then, once he’s in bed, we can’t make too much noise as he’s a light sleeper and essentially anything will wake him.
Now what? We have 3 more days to get through packing…I have no one I can use as a babysitter during the day, and A won’t leave work early. I feel like the pressure is all on my to finish packing everything up since I’m home during the day, but I can’t unless I want to leave E screaming. I tried today-put him in his high chair, gave him a few books, starting packing up a few things. Within maybe 3 minutes he was screaming. I left him alone while he cried, hoping he would start to play with some toys, no luck, the screaming just escalated.
This is why I’m super stressed. There’s so much to accomplish and essentially no time to do it. This is when I wish we had all the money in the world. I could get a sitter, or heck, we would hire movers. But, it’s just me and E during the day. Me attempting to pack and clean, E preventing it as much as he can.
I recently thought about this. Initially I started to blog because it’s a good way to get business info out there (see first post…whoops). Then, I started to rant and rave on my blog. I find it’s very therapeutic to just type away. It has been a great way for me to record some first of E’s, as well as my feelings about being a new mom. More recently, I have been very intrigued with getting hits. For some reason, it makes me happy that other people are reading my blog.
That’s when it hit me, stop looking at the blog stats. Sure, it’s kinda neat that there are random people out there, searching on search engines, browsing through blogs, that stumble upon mine. And they actually stop to read it. But, I need to go back to why I am blogging…not to get people to read what I write, but more to just to get my thoughts out of my system and somewhere that, should I want to in the future, I can look back.
So, back to blogging the way I ‘wanted’ to (after I decided to stop the business part..), and not so much checking out the stats, however interesting it may be.
I love when E learns things. His newest ‘discovery’ is knowing when I’m getting ready to put him in his crib for naptime. I don’t have a typical routine for this. I usually close the doors to his room (there are 4 in total-his room used to be the dining room and is in the center of our apartment), turn on the noise maker, make sure the quilt is hanging on the crib in the right way to block the light, and start to sing to him. I don’t have a tune I sing everyday, it varies. But I have noticed that when I start to shut the doors, and turn on the noise maker he starts getting fussy. Luckily when I get about a minute into singing, he calms down, but I find it so funny and fascinating the things he picks up on. He truly is learning something new everyday.
