It's Monday

It's all downhill from here.  I feel like Thanksgiving starts an enormous snowball of craziness every year.  Suddenly everyone wants to get together because we haven't managed to the rest of the year and because it's the holidays we feel obliged to attend functions.  Meanwhile, we are heading into our third holiday season tinged with sadness that there's no baby, no match, nothing but an attic full of baby gear and well-meaning friends/family who keep asking questions I can't answer.  Or the well-meaning friends who don't realize that I would rather not blurt out we're adopting in front of a bunch of people I don't know very well.  I know it's weird since I'm pretty open about the adoption, but I like to talk about it on my own terms.  That would be the control-freak in me. 

To top it off I feel like Mother Nature is thumbing her nose at me.  This year the La Nina current has taken over so it is dumping snow like crazy on the front range ski areas.  Yeah, no condo for us to escape to - we really thought we'd have a baby by now.  Instead we'll be in what's sure to be hideous traffic since this is the best opening the ski areas have had in years. 

So, welcome to my sucky Monday post.  This morning I spilled a whole cup of protein shake in my computer bag; I've developed an irritation to my contacts and had to shell out $170 in eye drops plus I have to wear glasses exclusively for at least 2 months; I'm pretty sure I have PMS; I still don't know if I got the promotion (it's been 2.5 weeks); and I spent the last 2 days doing baby-related things thus subjecting myself to big fat pregnant bellies.  While I'm better at dealing with these situations than I have been in the past, I was pretty sulky when I had to ask about formula-fed poop in cloth diapers during the cloth diapering class.  *sigh*  I heard "breast-fed poop" about 10 times too many in an hour and half.  Now, on the plus side, S went to the classes (cloth diapering, baby-wearing and Infant CPR) without whining and he seems to be a little bit more on board with the cd'ing idea.  At least enough to give it a try.  I also feel better that we got some practice for CPR.  I think I'll put off infant care classes until there's an actual baby, or I'll just read a book.  Or I'll wing it.