Friday, January 29, 2010

K-I-S-S-I-N-G



When I picked Evy up at daycare last night the teachers said, "You're going to have to lock Evy up! She's kissing Finn!" Apparently, Evy puts her arms around Finn's neck and kisses him on the lips! The teachers thought it was funny. When I mentioned it to Scott he mumbled something about cleaning his gun as he walked out of the room.....

Thursday, January 28, 2010

On the edge?


I was in a good mood this morning. Just a regular morning. I needed to pick up some Resinol for Evy's diaper rash and I can only get it at a pharmacy so I decided to swing by the Walgreen's, which is not on my regular route to work, that has a 24 hour pharmacy. "Great, I thought. I can get one errand checked off my list." I love making the most of my time. The woman behind the counter was not exactly friendly and informed me that "she doesn't have any Resinol on the shelf." Weird response. What exactly does that mean? There is no Resinol in the store? Or, there's just not any "on your shelf"? I asked for clarificiation and she said "We don't have any" and went back to whatever she was doing before I started bothering her. I felt a little rage inside. Woah...I think I'm on the edge today. And, I still need to find some stinkin' Resinol.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Check Your Water Heater!

A local toddler was recently burned by hot water in her home. The 17-month old had 3rd degree burns from crawling into a bathroom sink and turning on the hot water. Her mother was outside with the dog at the time. It's easy to say "what was that mother doing?" But, let's be honest. We all let our kids out of our sight for 3 minutes. So, check your hot water heater and make sure it's set at 120 degrees. Anything higher is dangerous. We adjusted ours last night.


Thanks, SB, for the reminder.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Year 1 Pictures, 3 months late












































































I just realized that I have never posted Evy's 1 year old pictures. The photo shoot seemed to be a disaster. We couldn't get Evy to stand still, let alone look at the camera or God forbid smile. But in the end we got some keepers.

Monday, January 25, 2010

My Precious!



I just finished the bag of these precious cookies that I've had for a few weeks at my desk. Darn, now I guess my diet has to start.

Work Life Balance: 1 Year



1 year ago I returned to work after a 12 week maternity leave. Wow! How time flies. Getting into the grove with a newborn was tough. It will never be easy, but things have gotten so much better. The main difference is that Scott is not traveling anymore (hallelujah!!!!). I still struggle with the decision to leave Evy at daycare for 45 hours each week so that I can come to work. This is an internal struggle that I don't ever see me being 100% comfortable with. Is any mother ever 100% content with the work/life balance? Whether you stay at home, work part time, or work full time I think it's difficult. On one hand, Evy has thrived in daycare. She loves the social aspect of it. I think her early walking, talking and social skills are all a result of the daycare environment. On the other hand, I hate that she is sick all of the time. I hate that I miss 45 hours of her life each week. I hate that her early years are flying by as I go to work. This part has not gotten any better. But, I'm learning to manage it. I'm learning to turn work off when I leave my office. I'm learning to plan our social schedule so that we aren't away from Evy very often on the weekends. I'm learning that we can never get these years back so we have to do our best to soak them up while we can. Not bad progress for a year.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Braveheart

Evy is getting brave. That's not good news for me. She used to play around this step stool in my closet while I got ready. Now, she's climbing to the top step, standing up, and laughing as she wiggles without holding on. We have gates only at the bottom of our staircases because Evy has never shown any interest in going down the stairs on her own. Now, she is halfway down the stairs before I can catch her. Hmmm....which would get me in less trouble? The bumps and bruises she's likely to get from this new found bravery or putting her in a padded suit?