Monday Things

a blurry, happy photo from Saturday night. Brooke, Adie and me.

Hi. So right now I'm sitting here and Charlie is asleep and Henry is at school and I have given myself 20 minutes to type up an update. After the time is up I've promised myself I will be shutting this window and getting to some work I've been helping a friend with, and edit the pieces that need editing. I absolutely love it- editing papers has always been a fun thing for me, both as a teacher and way before as a college student helping friends. One day when my children are grown I think this is what I would like to do. Maybe. Or be a librarian, or a PE teacher, or a high school English teacher again. And isn't it funny how sometimes we think something, and then some time goes by and we realize how crazy we really sounded? That's how I feel about talking about working. When Hank and I first decided I would stay home with Henry I remember talking so grandly about all of it- yes! I will never work again! I will happily stay home forever! But as time has gone on I realize that there is a part of me that will always have a desire to write or teach or do in some way. And of course what I do now is doing, but I know that once the little people in my life aren't so little I would like to explore what's next.

This past weekend was a good one. I actually spent the week prior at my parents' house, and I didn't do much outside of spend quality time with my spring-breaking Mom and retired Dad. We did take a couple of days to do a mini roadtrip, but other than that it was just lots of hanging out close to home. One of highlights though was getting to see Shirley and Autumn and Erin and Alana. These are the friends I hold onto tight- the ones who have been around forever and ever. In contradiction to what you may think when you think "blogger," I'm a pretty private person, and so I don't let people in very often. I have my dear, deep, forever friends, but I allow the rest of everything to kind of swirl around on the surface. This is part good and part bad, I think. I make new friends a lot but I don't make close friends a lot...which is fine because I keep the important things to my little circle of family and can count the ones I love on two hands, but also bad because when you don't let people in, you miss out on a potential great relationship. This year though I've met one or two people I've clicked with instantly and that's just so exciting. It's rare for that to happen- that instant feeling of friendship. But when it does I hold on tight. So long story short, I got to spend time with some of those special people and as always I left our time at dinner feeling recharged in only the way one can feel after a night with good friends, good wine, and good pizza.

And then the weekend flew by of course, like every weekend does. This one felt especially fast though because we didn't do much. Hank and I divvied up some "me" time and he went out with friends Friday night, and I went out on Saturday night. And all of a sudden Monday morning was here and I was racing around trying to find something green for Henry to wear, feed Charlie, pack a lunch...the Monday grind. It's his third week of preschool though and it's so much smoother sailing than it was. I know I talked about the first week having its challenges- week two was much better, and this week is already shaping up to be better than that. It's nice to have this routine now, and it makes me happy that Henry is loving it. This morning we also had a vaccine visit for Charlie. He's 7 months (!!) and so much is going on with him. He tried his first food yesterday, is sitting up like a champ and growing like a weed. I'm trying to figure out though what to do with his sleeping because after a stretch of great sleep he is back to waking up every night a few times (usually 12am and 4am at least). I'm not one to just let him cry it out, and I know babies will figure it out eventually, but this is new to me because Henry was sleeping through the night much, much earlier. So any sleep advice is welcome!

And now off I go. Charlie will be awake soon, Henry will be getting picked up soon, and our Monday will somehow soon be over.

I hope you have a wonderful week. xo