Big week ahead, and not one I’m looking forward to. I’m working 8-5 Monday, Wednesday and Friday and 1:30-5:30 on Thursday. That is by far, the longest I’ve worked since Eli was born. And the work on M/F is 45 minutes (without traffic) from home, which, even more ugh.
Eli experienced grass for the first time today. To say he was not a fan is a gross understatement.
We’re back to crib training, very seriously this time. On Friday night we did real, authentic cry it out and for the first time, had success with it. It also made me feel terrible and I hated it so very much, but the next night there was only a moment of fussing and tonight not a peep was made (though he played around for a long time). The only problem is that it appears that my child rather seriously does not know how to lay down on his own. He falls asleep in that folded over sitting position every night and while I know he can sleep that way, he doesn’t sleep well.
Tonight my husband and I went to a cooking class that I bought for him for Valentine’s Day. We made shrimp etouffee, chicken and andouille gumbo, turnips with mustard greens, cornbread and bananas foster. The gumbo was decent, the etouffee was awesome. It was also fun because we did the etouffee in two batches- half the class did one, half did the other and ours was SO much better. Everyone went back for more of ours and half theirs was left at the end. I take zero credit for this since all I did was stir, but my husband was instrumental in the spice quantities, so, go him.
I hate this time change so very, very much. Like, I don’t even have words for how much I hate it, especially on the weekend before I work a bunch. Ugh.
And to end on a somber note, we got some sad news today. My uncle (I guess for ease of understanding he’s technically my uncle-in-law- he’s married to my aunt)’s father fell at home last week and has been in a rehab center this week recovering from that, and this morning my uncle’s mother passed away. It was not all together unexpected, she has been unwell for some time, but the timing is horrible and my uncle’s father is struggling. I’ve known my uncle’s parents for some time (and the rest of his family) and my heart goes out to them. Several of them read here and I know they could use your love and good thoughts as they grieve this loss. My heart goes out to them.
I hope you all have a good week. I’ll be writing a bit more this week than last (shouldn’t be hard).