It also doesn't help that these past few (years?) weeks have been crazy for us. What started with an exhaustingly fun beach trip at the beginning of this month turned into a whirlwind of illness, injury, job hunting, house cleaning, shower throwing and is now going to be wrapped up nicely with a southern style cookout to celebrate my 31st birthday on Saturday.
To say I am tired is and understatement. However, some really great (and really terrible, but let's focus on the positive) things have been happening around here. V is 16 months, and full blown running through the house now. Her favorite things to do include take things from our bathroom and carry them around, wear both of daddy's hats at once, and watch Dinosaur Train. Don't even get me started on our PBS Kids. I have so many questions, it's ridiculous. She also has learned how to climb on our bed from our pet stairs for pug, and as a direct result of this, fell off of our bed for the first time the other day.
She's fine. She banged up her face a little bit, but nothing terrible. The worst thing we've encountered this month was a rough bout with Hand Foot and Mouth Disease. HFM is a virus that causes fever, painful sores on the mouth, hands and feet, and neediness beyond compare. For about 8 full days, I dealt with constant crying, needing to be held, motrin resistance and the worst part - no eating - and still managed to throw a baby shower at my house in the midst of all of it. I have to admit I shed a few tears myself, but when your chunky toddler's cheeks start to look hollow and she's wailing in your ear - you try to keep it together.
Thankfully she's over all of it, and is now back to her silly self and eating everything in sight like she has some catching up to do. And after what felt like the worst week in my year, I am now turning around having a pretty good week.
I have been searching for a part time job, and in the spirit of being aggressive about it, I have been shotgunning my resume to various companies. Finally, some of this has paid off, and I have an interview next week, a sub job next week, and my recruiter called me yesterday about what could possibly be the most promising opportunity. Fingers crossed, I find something soon. As much as I don't want to leave my baby boo, an outside interest (that pays me) will be good for the whole fam.
So now as I prepare to close out my 31st year of life (it's true, you know it) I am very hopeful for the future of our family. All it's going to take is a little elbow grease, some confidence, some budgeting and some determination, and I feel like we'll be in a great position.
Happy Thursday everyone!
Love,
Dominique
