Mother's Day was nice - we went to soccer class and then to the beach. Jayden managed to keep himself awake, even though he was supposed to fall asleep in the car from soccer to the beach. He was a trooper at the beach, even when he faceplanted straight into the sand trying to run away from a wave. He then passed out hard in the car leaving the beach, which was completely expected, and was a little bit whiny at dinner and at bedtime. But all in all, it was a good day. And I got some pretty cool shoes, both for me and for baby girl.
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| Digging in at the beach. |
Monday morning, at the same time Jayden and I left for Juju's, Carmen left for the airport to go on his company trip. It used to be called a "retreat" and they were supposedly doing team building and whatever else nonsense, but they finally came back to reality this year and admitted that it's just a trip for fun. Because they certainly don't spend enough time away from their families as it is and they don't spend enough time together . . . Not that I'm bitter or anything.
In any case, so at 34 weeks pregnant and feeling terrible, I got to spend three days alone, working full-time, with my three year old. Not to mention I had to do a presentation Monday night, so I had to manage work, babysitter and more work. Luckily sometimes I am Superwoman. But unluckily, I also think 12+ hour workdays take it out of me more now than ever, so I think that Monday just did me in.
You never know how Jayden is going to be with Katrina, but Monday night he was amazing. You could tell he was sad, but he was talking himself out of it. On Monday, while I was running around the house getting everything ready, he said "Mommy, Jasmine is sad, she's really wants her Mommy to be home." I told him maybe he was the one that was sad and he wanted his Mommy to be home. He said "NO! Mommy! I'm going to have fun with Katrina!!!" with a lot of emphasis. And when I left he was like "go, mommy - I'm playing outside with Katrina." So he's pretty much over me. And while I was gone, he and Katrina put together some legos. He wanted her to build two cars. He told her that it was pretty complicated, and she might not be able to do it. She was almost offended, and told him she thought she could figure it out. And then she did it like the picture, and he told her it was wrong, because it wasn't how Mommy did it. She told him it's just how the picture is, and that's what he told her to do so it's not wrong. She told me when I got home that they sass each other back and forth, which I love, because that's how we are too. And what's amazing is that Jayden, at three years old, totally gets the humor. And can actually give it back sometimes, which I am always super impressed with. He's so charming.
Tuesday morning he came in to my room and said "Mommy! I had SO much fun with Katrina last night!" Which is just such a nice thing to hear when you're feeling totally guilty about running him all over the place and barely seeing him for two hours the whole day. It was very sweet.
We got some new Adidas gear too, which was pretty exciting. Check out the shorts:
Tuesday morning was more of the Mommy and Jayden show. Jayden found this puppy dog phone that I got randomly when I worked at Windowbox, I think. And he's taken it as his phone. So oftentimes, in the mornings, we have to call someone or someone is calling us. Tuesday, he needed to call Juju to tell her we were on our way, we just needed to take Jazzy for a walk and then we'd be on our way. It's so cute. He has a real conversation, too, with a "hello" and a "bye" and everything in between.
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| Our monstrosity of a second floor. |
Wednesday night was when Carmen got home, but not until later (he landed at about 8:30 or 9:00 pm). But we did get to talk to him while Jayden was in the bathtub, in between bubble beards:
This might be one of my favorite series of pictures ever. And don't worry, the bubble bath is non-toxic and it's perfectly fine if he drinks a little bit of it.
Thursday the rain started, which we knew was coming. It but a little kink in our construction, but they were moving so quickly, we're actually ahead of the revised schedule. The fun part, and this is what I mentioned earlier about the serious fun of living through construction, is that we got home Thursday evening and the ceiling in our downstairs guest bedroom was completely leaking. The bottom part of the bed was wet, the bench at the end of the bed was wet, the dressers were soaked, it was awesome. Thank goodness for quality waterproof mattress pads - the mattress was completely dry. We put some buckets down and quickly moved all of the furniture out of that room so it didn't get any more wet. And I began the first of approximately eight loads of laundry to wash all the towels we used and the bedding in that room. Insane. Part of me wanted to cry and part of me wanted to laugh. But instead, I set up a fan to blow on the soaked bench, hoping I could avoid mold, turned around and managed to fall down the one stair from our living room to our dining room. Amazingly I turned my body so I landed on my leg and arm, and didn't hit my belly at all. But it completely freaked me out, and I pretty much went upstairs to do yoga and go to bed right afterwards. It was just too much.
I have found that yoga is incredibly helpful, and I have been trying to do at least the 15 minute yoga session a few nights a week. I sleep better when I do it, and I feel better the next day. It's just a matter of me convincing myself to do it more frequently.
I left work a little early this afternoon to get Jayden, and it turns out it was a really good thing I did. When I got there he was curled up on the couch with a blanket over him drinking gatorade and eating pears. He was really lethargic and felt warm. He perked up a little bit on the way home and when we got home (we played outside with the bubbles for "at least six minutes" which was the requirement - thanks for the cool bubble container Gramma!), but then began fading fast. By 6:00 pm he was ready to go upstairs and he was in bed and almost passed out by 6:20 pm. And he basically fell asleep while I was laying in bed with him, which never happens. The poor kid. He was saying his throat was hurting, so we're really really hoping he feels better in the morning and it's not strep throat or something that requires antibiotics.
Carmen and I don't really know what to do with ourselves it's so early! So we're doing the same thing we always do: sit on the couch, watch basketball and make decisions for the next step of construction (tonight we're picking out sinks and faucets - wooo hooo!).










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