One of Those Days

You know it's been one of those days when you come home from running errands with a very tired, fussy, and cranky baby and discover a dirty diaper on the floor next to the changing table, an unmade bed with dirty sheets that still haven't been washed, a beet-stained countertop from mischievous beets that somehow escaped the colander, toys EVERYWHERE, and chairs a-kilter. All that's going to get accomplished around here this afternoon is that the tofu will be pressed for tonight's dinner, the beets will be roasted, and the baby will be loved.

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Owen has been having some very trying nights over the past EIGHT weeks. Not sleeping more than three hours at a time is making for some very difficult nights for all three of us. He keeps waking himself up by pooping and then refuses to go back to sleep. Last night he again decided that the hours between 0130 and 0330 were a great time to repeatedly sigh loudly, toot, whine, and babble. We are so very lucky to have the life we have with a very healthy baby boy, but YEESHERS! Just sleep already, Owen!

Accomplished

*cartoon by mistertoast.blogspot.com

Yesterday was pretty intense in mamaland. Heck, it was hard in ladyland! We are finally moving to a 2BR garden suite, but to do so, everything is in overdrive, which I realize happens when you move. I, however, have only moved once as an adult - from the comforts of my parents' home to a new place with my at-the-time boyfriend, who is now my husband and daddy to Owen. And I'm a bit of a spazz.

The landlady, bless her Eastern European heart, is a dear and didn't want to risk making me or Owen sick with her cold ("I have it since one Aprrrril. God Forrrrbid you get seeck!"), so she asked me if I could show the apartment at 5:30. No problem! It was only 9:30 and I had already started the mountain of laundry.

Oh, wait. The garbages haven't been taken out. The recycling hasn't been sorted and taken out. There is wet laundry hanging in the bathroom. The Diaper Genie stinks. There are dishes on the counter and dishes to be put away. There are toys all over the place. Addresses need to be changed online and on the phone (can we talk about the horrible customer service across this great land? Gawd.). Oh, and then there's the little matter of my little man, who kind of spent too many half-hour increments in his crib so that I could manage to do all these things. And then the worst thing happened - Olga asked me to show the apartment to someone at 11:30. In an hour an half. With all this stuff to do. But I did it.

I did have a mini breakdown and call my mum for a pep talk. Thankfully my best friend came to the rescue and entertained Owen while I did all the chores and showed the apartment to the possible new tenant (who took the apartment). It was just one of those days, and I didn't even get a bubble bath at the end of it.

Turning Over a New Leaf

Our little guy just rolled over for the first time!

I had left him on the floor for a few minutes, playing happily on his back, when I heard a different sort of cry. I walked in on our little man on his stomach in the pushup position, wailing away. Must have scared himself!

Park Day

Today we went to the park. We looked at the trees, watched the kids play, had a ride on a swing, ate picnic lunch, and relaxed on the grass in the sunshine.

How to Almost Sit

Look cute.

Get someone to help me into position.

Balance myself precariously.

The First Birthday Party of Many

Owen attended his very first First Birthday party this weekend. He made out like a champ: wreaking havoc in the ballpit, belting out "Happy Birthday" to the birthday boy, smooshing chocolate cake into his mouth, spilling red wine everywhere, and staying up past his bedtime until he crashed on mummy's shoulder.

Squishy Love, All the Way From Germany

You can check out more squishy love here.

Our friend Amanda lives in Berlin. Last week, she sent Owen a package with some very special goodies: squishies and an appliqued t-shirt. She has an Etsy shop where she creates all sorts of wonderful fabric bits, bags, scarves, squishies, and I'm sure there are more to come!

We sure get a kick out of putting the "glasses" on Owen, and all the other squishies she made for him are perfect for little hands to explore. It sounds as if she will soon be making them available to other little hands. Be sure to check it out!