I don’t think I realized, when I decided to become a mother, how difficult it is for a stay-at-home-mom to make time for herself, let alone to make time for writing, practicing music, or even keeping in touch with friends and family who don’t use social media… but it has become increasingly obvious that sublimating my sense of self is detrimental to more than just my happiness.
So, here I am, eating my lunch while
attempting writing my first blog entry in several months. Why? Is it because I have such important stuff to say? Is it because I need attention? No. It’s because writing helps me be the person I want to be. It helps me think.
And, fortunately for me, Henry just went down for a nap…at 2:15 p.m. This may not seem like a big deal, but it is. He’s down to 1 nap a day, and it usually happens around 12:30 or 1. When kiddo refuses to give in to sleep until his body just conks out, it usually means that I’ve got more than an hour to myself — plenty of time to eat lunch. Maybe even enough time to get dinner up in the crock pot. And, if I’m feeling really feisty, enough time to do the dishes too. There’s no chance of that happening today. I wish I were napping too. Instead, I’m writing. It’s what I need to do.
Can you believe it’s only 2 weeks until Halloween? I can’t. I mean, I actually bought some decorations for our house yesterday, with the goal of getting them up before the holiday is over. (Who am I becoming? I never decorate!) I keep asking Adam if I can buy a pumpkin at the grocery store, and so far, it hasn’t been time. Hopefully, I’ll convince him to get some this weekend. I’m looking very forward to carving one. I’m not quite sure why, but I’d bet it has everything to do with getting the chance to do something creative. It also probably has something to do with how much I love roasted pumpkin seeds…
I’m not sure yet what I’m going to be for Halloween — or what Henry’s gonna be. Originally, I wanted to be Sarah & Duck, since that’s his favorite cartoon right now.
Sarah & Duck or, as Henry likes to call it, “Duck Duck”
Unfortunately, I cannot find a mallard costume for the little guy, and I am absolute shite at sewing. I can’t even remember how to properly thread a bobbin. (Thank goodness Craftsy classes are forever.) If it weren’t so close to the date, I’d try to replicate this awesomeness. –>
So, I’m currently at a loss. Maybe I should think of a 3 person costume for the whole family. Who knows. We’re not planning on taking him door-to-door, but we are planning on giving out treats, and it would be a shame to half-ass the holiday like last year. I’m pretty sure he wore his $25 costume for 15 minutes max. Worth it for the pictures, sure… but not ideal.
I’d really like to take him to a petting zoo or pumpkin patch or some other age-appropriate autumnal “thing.” Adam seems on board to do that this weekend. I hope the good weather holds out. I don’t know how I’d handle it if we end up spending the whole weekend in this house. I’ve got mad cabin fever.
I’m getting really, REALLY, really tired of not being able to drive. Like, it’s one thing when it only really affects you, but when the kiddo is obviously stir crazy, it makes me so sad. I mean, it shouldn’t be a revolutionary thing to get to go to the library, but when it finally happens, it will be. I’ve only wanted to go for over a year now. It shouldn’t be so difficult.
In all seriousness, I have to figure out how to get around in the outside world with a kid when the only public transportation available to us doesn’t accommodate car seats, and Uber Family doesn’t exist in our area. Aside from asking my mother-in-law to take us places, which obviously can’t be an everyday thing, I’m at a loss.
Dear Tesla, Toyota, Google, Volvo, and every other company that is working on automated vehicles and getting the laws changed so they can be on the road: thank you for your efforts. Please do more faster.
Halloween, of course, means that Thanksgiving is right around the corner. Adam and I, shockingly enough, still have a big-ass turkey sitting in our freezer from the Christmas sales last year. According to Butterball, it’s still good if frozen and unopened for 2-3 years, but I’d be lying if I weren’t slightly concerned about how it’s gonna turn out.
We’ve been trying to organize a day of Turkey & Twilight Imperium, but it’s really hard to get a group of friends together for a 6+ hr chunk of time these days. Everyone’s got dogs and babies and jobs and other things they need to take care of. Shit, if we could even get everyone together even to watch a tutorial on how to play, that would be something.
I would say that we’ll bring it with us to Colorado Springs to play with my family, since we’re doing Thanksgiving with them this year, but the game is larger than a carry-on bag, (No, I’m not joking.) and the idea of my family sitting through learning all the rules when we’re high on Pancho’s cheese dip and sleep deprivation (since my newborn nephew and Henry will be in the same home for the first time ever), sort of tickles me.
Anyway. That reminds me that I need to set myself a reminder to order cheese dip. And possibly turducken. God, I love the internet. Gonna carve out some time to do that right now. Hope you’re all doing well.❤
Henry congratulates you on making it to the end of Mommy’s post.🙂