thoughts on fall, maternity leave and baby transportation.

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Can I be a lame for a second and talk about how I can’t believe it’s already October?   I seriously feel like it was just August… and then I blinked and it was fall.  And by “blinked” I mean, I had a baby and the entire month of September became a blur of run-on days and nights that somehow manifested themselves into a full month.  And now here we are in the heart of October and I’m so caught off guard by it.  Normally I’m all about the fall-type activities and Halloween planning and cider and pumpkin-flavored everything!  So far this year, the only pumpkins in our house are the two that are hanging off my chest.  Speaking of which, I need to pump… BRB.

I’m back.  Where was I?  Ah yes, jack o’lantern boobs.  Let’s just agree to move on, shall we?

So what I’m really thinking about now that we’re knee-deep into fall is that the clock is already ticking on my maternity leave.  Sob.  I’m really so incredibly lucky to have a full four months at home with Crosby before I go back to work and I so very much want to make the most of it.  And that’s what’s been on my mind lately, making sure that I’m taking advantage of these precious few months that are already flying by.

That said, I’m still figuring it all out.  And trying to establish a “routine”.  Whatever that means.  It’s a work in progress… and lately I’ve realized that I’ve been putting a lot of pressure on myself when I’m home alone with Crosby during the week.  Like I need to be completing a certain amount of tasks each day in order to be considered productive.  I think because I’m not technically “working”, I feel like I need to manage more of our home life.  I have this endless to-do list in my head of things I want to get done each day, beyond just taking care of Crosby.  Like I should be able to take care of the baby and get all the housework done and take care of the dogs and run errands and BLOG! and and and.  Some days it all works out… other days I’m lucky if I’m out of my pj’s by 8pm.  And when those “other” days happen, I feel disappointed in myself for not having accomplished more.  It’s silly really.  Because the thing of it is, and what I’m trying to remind myself, is that taking care of Crosby IS my job right now.  And it’s a very full-time job.  The most important job of my life so far.  Definitely more important than multitasking everything, to the point where I might miss out on little moments with my kid.  I mean, it’s great if I can have dinner on the table by the time Casey gets home from work… but if I can’t, it’s so not the end of the world.  Right?  (Especially given my culinary prowess these days.  Last week I put coconut milk, diced tomatoes and rice in the crockpot and called it soup.  Yeesh.)

Right.  So.  Being in the moment.  Letting go of lists.  Loving on my baby.  That’s my fall horoscope.

Regardless of how chaotic our day is or isn’t, I do try to take Crosby and the dogs for a walk every day.  It’s taken some getting used to – managing all those boys.  They’re a lot to wrangle.  Especially when my small but mighty dogs become distracted by… anything.  I’m constantly scanning the ground for squirrels or rogue hamburger buns, either of which could be the trigger that causes the pups to bolt and pull my arm out of its socket.  It’s physical AND mental exercise, you see?  And of course I want to make sure Crosby is as safe as possible, so we’ve been testing out all our different baby transportation options to find the one that works the best for us.  What do I mean by baby transportation, you ask?  Well, we have our stroller…. with all the fixings.  We also have an Ergo.  And then we have a Boba wrap.  We also have a Solly wrap on loan from a friend.  And then of course I have just like, my bare arms.  But!  Who knew there were so many ways to get a baby from point A to point B?  The jury is still out on which one is our favorite but I do feel a bit like a douche for having so many.  I remember before Crosby was born, when we said we wouldn’t be the type of people who hoarded baby junk.  We were totally like, let’s just get this ONE kind of thing and it’ll work perfectly and our baby will love it!  ……. HA.  And now we’re totally like give me ALL of the things, in order to find the one that will keep him calm happy and/or quiet.  Right?

So that’s all we have for today.  And look!  I can cross off blogging from list for today!  Aren’t you so very glad? ;)

And now, a few pictures from a mini photo shoot on our couch.  Here we go!

shawnnathompson_maternityleave_2Every once in a while homeboy will whip out the cross-eyes.  And then we call him Crossby.  Because we’re hilarious, fantastic parents.

shawnnathompson_maternityleave_1Crossby does not appreciate the joke.

shawnnathompson_maternityleave_6Not at all.

shawnnathompson_maternityleave_5No I mean, he really hates it.  And then we start to feel bad…

shawnnathompson_maternityleave_8So then I tell him we’ll buy him a pony to make up for it.

shawnnathompson_maternityleave_3And then we’re cool again. Let’s be honest. He OWNS us.

6 thoughts on “thoughts on fall, maternity leave and baby transportation.

  1. I can’t stop laughing! The picture story is a hoot!!
    Once again your blog is spot on and so incredibly amusing too. Hopefully you don’t ever stop putting blogging on your list. I believe I speak for many when I say you make my day every time you post. You have a very special gift and touch my heart and tickle my funny bone every time. I love you and am so very proud of you. XOXO

    1. Thanks manacita! You’re the very sweetest. And I’m glad you like photo story! Also, can I borrow some money to buy a pony? ;)

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