ella's prayer last night included the line: "and thank you poppa could come down and clean our house."
not only did poppa vacuum and clean our bathrooms (something that hadn't been done since the last time he was here... yeah, i'm not trying to hide anything. my house is a mess. why do you think i whine about wanting a housekeeper?), he took the kids to the park, put puzzles together, read stories, and most importantly for me, he held mason.
i'll be real honest (those of you sensitive to mommy honesty may want to stop reading here): i'm pretty much over the baby-ness of my life right now. yeah, i hear you saying i'm horrible, but i asked you to stop reading. i love mason, but seriously, i'm tired of holding him every waking moment of the day. i mean, a girl has got to brush her teeth... go to the bathroom... fill some sippy cups... waste some time on facebook... so it was nice to have poppa hold the fussy baby for me so i could do those things listed above as well as sit and do nothing at all. thanks for the break, dad. and really, he has the magic touch. mason is quite content with him.
i have moments when i think to myself, you might miss this someday. then i laugh out loud. i know about not rushing this stage and it goes so fast... blah, blah, blah. i agree with you. in about one more month that is how i will feel. but i am most certainly not wishing this stage to go on forever. seriously, let's sit on our own... hold a toy for 30 seconds... maybe eat a few cheerios. no wonder my house is a disaster and my other children are attention deprived. this little baby takes up my whole day.
some people tell me they miss this stage of babyhood because their babies slept all the time. ahhh... now there is the difference between them and me.
in case i sound ungrateful, i'm not. i feel very blessed to have 3 fantastic children. and maybe, maybe, when mason is a teenager i'll say, "oh, i wish i could just hold you in my arms." but even if i do say that, i won't actually mean that i want to do it all day, every day. maybe just a few moments here and there. and besides, when they are older i plan to make my kids hug me anytime they want the car keys, allowance, dinner...
and i have checked with the doctor to make sure nothing is wrong with mason. he assures me he is healthy and there is nothing to worry about. so what he is really saying is, its just his personality. lucky me.
he does have happy moments. they are generally when he is being held.
and in daddy news, as a result of a pretty crazy month and a half of very long, semi-stressful days, my hardworking husband informed me this week he has lost 15 lbs.
15 pounds, you say? yep, we are definitely trading places for the month of february.