We had my family over for brunch on the Eve and then did our usual tradition of fondue for dinner with just the two of us. On the Day we opened gifts (Baby X is getting the hang of it!) and then went over to S's family's house in the afternoon. Unfortunately, they decided we should eat around 6pm, and after all the upheaval of Baby X's normal routine, he was a nightmare from 5-6pm. We must have spent at least half an hour trying to put him down for a nap thinking he was tired, then I spent another 15 minutes sitting outside the door to the room waiting for him to calm down. My oh-so-observant niece pointed out that "your baby is so annoying" in response to his incessant wailing. Out of the mouths of babes, right? Anyway, after the hopeless "nap time" it was time to eat, and Baby X decided he was hungry. We didn't think that was the case because he had a snack when we showed up at their house...but...maybe we were wrong. The rest of the evening he was the cutest little angel ever. This switch-flipping makes it hard to keep up!
I've spent the rest of the week dragging S to shop for a new artificial tree, teaching Jaz.zercise classes in a holiday-induced fog, and painting our bedroom. In fact that's what I should be doing right now. But first....
Things I am grateful for this year:
- Awesome friends who are going to save us beaucoup dollars in setting up our adoption website and optimizing the searches so it's found easily.
- S's grandparents are still hanging on. It's getting to the point that something will happen soon I fear, and I'm not looking forward to that day. But, we got another Christmas with them.
- Baby X shows no signs of auti.sm. I know he was born to a younger mother, but I was still nervous. He's so social that unless something really changes in the next 6 months or so, we're in the clear.
- Baby X's daycare is open this week. whee! More time to myself...to paint...really sounds fun does it?
- 10 years later, I still fit into my wedding dress and have pictures that prove it. That was a fun day! I work my ass off to stay fit, and I'm so proud I haven't fallen prey to my genetic predisposition.
- S and I have figured out the give and take of parenting. I worried about that statistic that says people who have kids aren't as happy as people who don't. Given that we had a choice in the matter, I wondered a few times if we were making the right decision for our marriage.
- A therapist who is focused on helping me build up a toolbox of techniques to cope with my perfectionism, parenting the way I want to parent, and other things.
- Our jobs.
- Baby X, who is turning into a most curious little boy. He truly brings joy to our lives, despite his entrance into the terrible twos.
- S. My partner in crime, my rock, and the one who brings out the best in me.