Cobblestone Life











NaBloPoMo

National Blog Posting Month.  One post every day for November.  I’m in.  I’m an idiot, but I’m in!



{October 24, 2008}   It’s good – but wow.

I’ve been back at work for a week now, and I am having a great time being back – I really do love my job.

The chore list is insurmountable these days and I do not see an end in site.  Mister and I just had our first conversation this week where JC was in a different room.  We’re tired and a little irritated at the the ‘stuff’.  A nice drink, a nice meal, it would all be nice if only it was as lazy as it was 3 months ago.  I have a different understanding of, “I can’t even remember when he wasn’t here”.  There are moments where it feels a touch more like, “I can’t think about when he wasn’t here”.

JC smiles and plays now which is really great fun.  He also gets bored which is a little difficult to distinguish from hungry, uncomfortable, gassy because they are all just … loud.

We killed the tv in the house and it was such a good thing to do.  I’m reading again, some crap and some brain stuff.  I tell JC about the non-fiction stuff as we get ready in the morning but he doesn’t seem to have an interest yet.  At least he laughs when I sing the three verses of the alphabet song – and that is a good thing.



{October 16, 2008}   So far so good…

I am very lucky.  Mister understands that right now my priorities are 1.  Taking care of JC, 2.  Taking care of myself, 3.  WORK!,  4.  Mister.  Now, that doesn’t mean that Mister totally gets the shaft, but it does mean that when JC decided to go to bed at 8p last night that I did too because it takes care of numbers 1,2, & 3.  I hope that as I get into the swing of this that I get to have a grown-up bedtime again but depression follows fast on the heals of unrelentingly tired and Mister {happily} would rather not see that part of me again for awhile.

It is wonderful to be back at work.  It is tough to know how to answer the statement, “It must be hard to leave.” because, yeah, it is, sort of.  I love munching on baby cheeks and singing the three verses of the alphabet song {letter, sounds, signs}.  Also, I love my job like a crazy lady!  Also, I don’t care for the amount of screaming in my face that I sometimes got in the 8 weeks I was home.  So yeah, it was tough, but he is well taken care of and a happy woman can create a happy mom/wife in ways that an unhappy woman cannot.

Right now, I am happy.



{October 14, 2008}   Ahem…

Howdy.

Let’s see, the idea for cobblestone life is that my life is greater than the sum of it’s parts – parts include:

Me – 35years old, Mister who is my husband and 37, JC who is two months old, John who is my first husband and has been dead now for many years.  Other people will no doubt get mentioned with cryptic names like Mom, Dad etc.  The house has 4 animals – 2 cats & 2 dogs, they are generally feeling a bit abused by the entrance of JC but that is the way it goes sometimes.

I go back to work tomorrow.  It’ll be interesting.



et cetera