First Art Project

Reid brought his first art project home from daycare today. So sweet. I'm so proud of him. He seems to be very good with cutting along the lines, which is surprising to me, as I've never let him use scissors before. Ha ha, psych. I know that he wasn't the brains behind this project, but I've still got it hung on my fridge, as proud as can be. This picture doesn't even do it justice.

Babies Are One!!!

All of our little monkey's from our birth and babies class turned one last month. We finally managed to get together to celebrate. So much fun, especially to see how different they are from the day they met. These ladies have been so wonderful through my maternity leave. It was so nice to be going through the same things together. These ladies, and their babes are amazing.

Me and my sweet boyThe mommasThe daddy'sSandwich boy

I Love Carbs

I started a new diet two weeks ago. It's called the CarbLovers Diet and it's more about eating the right foods and the right portion sizes. I'm super loving it. Great recipes, and I'm always full. Not stuffed, but I feel good after a meal and I'm not counting down till I get to eat again. I mean what other diet tells you to eat bread and pasta and rice? The cook book that I have right now is great. Haven't tried all the recipes yet, but what we've tried has been great. They are coming out with another cook book soon, so I'm looking forward to that. It's not a fad, just a way of life. Once you start to get the process behind the diet, you can go right ahead and start cooking from whatever cook book you want. I've lost 5 lbs in two weeks, which means I get to treat myself to a new top or two. At 10 lbs it'll be a new pair of pants, and 15 I get a nice, new pair of jeans that fit me! Once I add exercise to my regime I'm sure even more weight will drop off. I just really like it cause I don't feel like I'm on a diet. Don't get me wrong, I'm still snacking on mini eggs every once in a while. And having wine. However, it shows that even with those few treats you can still lose weight. Don't deprive yourself of something you love. Eat it in moderation, or else you'll end up binging on it. Christien thinks that I'm starving him to death, but I think that he just needs to up his portion sizes. He's still eating everything that I am, but he's turned into a chip-a-holic since he's been home. That's usually my deal. At least I'm stocking the pantry with baked chips, which for the record, aren't bad.

Livin' For The Weekends

Oh man. I forgot what it's like to just crave a weekend. For the last year everyday was like the weekend. I actually liked week days better, cause there were less crowds at the mall, at the grocery store, on the roads. I usually tried to schedule play dates or just stayed home on the weekends. Now I'm just workin' for the weekend. And I use the term "working" very loosely. There is not a lot for me to do at work. And everyone knows that my stint back in this department is coming to an end soon, so nobody is really throwing me any real work. I just at the opportunity to do some printing for someone. Anything to keep me a tad bit busy. I would 100% much rather be busy during the day, then have nothing to do. It makes for an agonizing week.

With that being said, it is Friday today! Yahoo!! Getting together with some ladies tonite to find out how to work Heritage Makers so that I can finally, after almost 4 years get our wedding book together. I'm actually pretty excited about that. Got a play date with Mr Cash and Miss Rylan on the books for tomorrow, and then Sunday is shaping up to be a pretty nice little Sunday. We're going to Lowe's. Yeah to check out some tubs, maybe some flooring. Stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath and Beyond. I don't know. I don't know if we'll have enough time.

Daycare Woes

Day three of daycare resulted in pink eye. Good grief. His poor little eye looked so sore yesterday when Christien brought him home. A quick trip to the walk-in clinic proved that it was, indeed pink eye. Which means no daycare, and momma had to stay home with him today.

Not only that but some kid bit him on the arm yesterday. He's got a big bite mark to show for it. Christien was too upset about it all when he picked him up, so he's going back there today, after school to talk to his teachers. I know that kids are kids, but I hope that some sort of discipline was enforced on the kid that bit him, and I hope that his parents were told about it too. Daycare is just a cesspool of germs. A friend's daughter got foot and mouth disease and another friend's son got the measles. Disgusting.

Daycare

It's Reid's second day of daycare today, and as of right now we have mixed reviews. We have to get into a routine for the morning, that's for sure.

Today's routine went much better then yesterdays. Reid got to eat breakfast with his dad and even had time for a bit of a bottle before we were out the door at 6:45. When I dropped him off yesterday he couldn't get out of my arms fast enough. I even tried to get there early cause I thought that it would be hard and all that, but he didn't really seem to care. There were a few other early dropped off kids in the room and he just wanted to play and check out the toys. So off he went. When I got there to pick him up, he was standing at the gate (throwing toys over with another little boy, when he should have been in the circle singing songs). As soon as he saw me he just broke down. Big tears, big cries. He was fine when I picked him up and just sat really quiet and cuddly in my arms while I talked to Miss Raga and Miss Mary. He lost it again when we got into the car and for half of the car ride home (thank goodness it's only a five minute ride). Once we finally got into the house and got undressed I gave him a bottle and he was happy for a bit. He just wanted hugs and cuddles. Once Christien got home he was all over him as well. Giving him big tight hugs.

Although this morning started off better, I was still a bit nervous with dropping him off. With how attached he was all night, I was worried that there would be tears. There were none. He wasn't as keen to run and play with the kids when I got there. He sat pretty glued to me the whole time that I was getting him geared up for his day. He smiled lots at the early morning teacher who was there. And she gave him a cracker and he seemed better. Then she distracted him while I left.

I couldn't bring myself to even call today to find out how he was doing. Too scared that he's been having a breakdown of some sort.

He did do well at daycare yesterday though. Apparently he cried and played and cried and played in the morning. Didn't drink a lot or eat a lot, but actually went down for a nap by himself. AMAZING!! Miss Mary said that the lights were out and all his friends were sleeping, so he figured "hey, might as well get a little shut eye too", and he grabbed his blanket and laid down. Now, mind you this was his only nap of the day and he only slept for an hour. As soon as some of the kids started to move around and wake up, he was up at at 'em, apparently stealing blankets from the boy sleeping beside him.

I just hope that he had a good day today and that this whole daycare experience will improve his habits that aren't at their best right now, like eating, and napping and god forbid, sleeping through the night.