This weekend was one of those weekends where you never stopped. It is sometimes welcoming since I am home every day with the kids and it breaks up my routine, but it sometimes feels like my actual "job" per say starts when Saturday morning rolls along. I had a baby shower to go to, Greg had golfing to do of course like always, we went to my grandparents, and then we went to the carnival. We didn't get home until 10 I think. Ohhh I forgot to mention it always seems that Friday night without Fail, Madden decides that he wants to wake up every hour on the hour the entire night leaving me and Greg completely sleep deprived and miserable. Yesterday Greg went golfing again and we went up to my moms house. I haven't been there since June, she's been at her beach house all summer but I'm the bad guy for not coming up more often the visit with the baby. I dont know how that is possible but apparently it is. She also lives 45-55 min away depending on traffic. Oh, we also have a giant F-150 which costs about $50 alone in gas to get up there in. Madden got overwhelemed and over stimulated as soon as we got there. He had just woke up from a mini catnap in the truck and was surrounded but a bunch of loud people he wasn't that familiar with. He isn't a daycare baby so he is use to it just being me and him in our nice quietttttt house all day. Greg is equally as soft mannered. Aiden on the other hand is as loud as a firecracker but Madden loves that about him and squeals in delight every time his loud brother comes around. So my day was spent trying to smooth a crying, scared baby who never ever cries except at 8pm when he's tired and time to go to bed. My mom made the jab that "We're strangers, he doesn't even know who we are." Things are a little different now since I had Aiden. I'm not 19 and I don't live with them. I also have my own life and things to do. So no, they aren't going to see the baby every day or even every other weekend. I think she is having a hard time coming to terms with that. I also feel like because I choose to do my own thing this time around based on what I feel is best for my family (breast-feeding, anti-CIO, bed sharing, staying home) that it drives her freaking crazy. With Aiden I did everything that she told me I should do. From schedules, formula, what he wore, everythinggggg. I was 19, single, and never even really babysat a baby before. Fast forward 8 years and I've formed my own opinion on the matters. Matters that if her own mother or mother in law tried to even mention what she should do would result in WWIII. But I digress.
Sooooo by the end of yesterday I was mentally exhausted and just wanted to get home and watch True Blood. This week is the last week of summer before school starts up for Aiden. I need all the rest I can get before the crazy school mornings begin but Madden has now learned to do this:
Lord help me.
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