I know I haven’t worked since Friday afternoon, but I have no idea where the past 2 days went. It seems like the time has flown at an unnatural speed.
Saturday all 3 of us participated in the Orange County/Inland Empire Muscular Dystrophy Association muscle walk. It was a 5K that raised money for MD research as well as the MDA camps that take place during the summer. My husband worked at the camp last summer and they asked if he would return and if I could join him this year. They’ve even agreed to let us bring the baby, as long as he’s healthy, since there are some significant concerns with respiratory health for a lot of these kids. I’m very, very excited.
As I type this, there’s a Lifetime movie on in the background and I’m about 90% sure one woman is poisoning another. The poisoner is pregnant, naturally.
Tomorrow Eli and I are headed down to go to the zoo with my sister and niece. It’s not a horrible drive for me and since we have a year pass, it’s free. Hopefully traffic (now with my new! fasttrack pass!) won’t be bad either way and the baby will take a couple decent car naps.
This afternoon/evening, I fell down the rabbit hole of convertible car seat research. And wow. Just wow. There are many different varieties. They’re all tested to insure safety, they all come in a myriad of colors and sizes and styles and prices and we are never going to pick. Eli still has 4 inches and, uh, 18 pounds, to go in his current car seat (I’m relatively confident he’ll get too tall first), so it’s time to start looking. Obnoxiously, we’ll need 2 seats since my husband and I often trade off daycare drop off and installing these seats is a huge hassle. I am soliciting convertible car seat suggestions.
It’s strange that I now think about the baby’s length as height. I keep saying he’s tall, where before he was long. I suppose this is what happens when your baby starts standing.
My thumb is giving me a ton of trouble right now. I didn’t injure it, but I’m thinking it’s an overuse thing from work. I have very mobile finger/thumb joints, so I’m at an increased risk for screwing them up and this is a nice (if a little excessively painful) wake up call to start being more aware when I work. For now, I’ll be icing icing icing.
Today Eli ate well (like the most he’s eaten in WEEKS), slept pretty well and played hard. I’m hoping that tonight is finally the night his sleep normalizes a bit. We have had at least 2 wake ups a night every night except 2 for the past 5 weeks. I am so tired. And I have to get up once to pump at night or my milk supply suffers greatly.
Speaking of sleep, it’s time to head that way. I hope you all have a wonderful week!