And my funny little girl is also a SQUEALER and I have been trying to get that on video too. Again, I have no idea who that weirdo is talking in the background :o)
And here we all are, our little family of 3, before the infamous date night. I really don't like this picture of me, but LOVE the cutie smile on the little one.
Why "infamous" date night you ask? Oh boy, here we go (hey, you asked!) So mommy hormones are seriously out of control. First of all, shortly after this sweet picture, I handed her off to my sister. I should have known better because Maya has been very particular lately about who is holding her. I should have given her to my Mom first so that I could leave. But, I wasn't thinking and she starts crying. She has NEVER been crying when I have left her and that was TORTURE to me. I couldn't leave while she was crying-so as much as my husband tried to get me to just go, I couldn't. (He did understand) So, I went back and got her mostly calm and then I knew I had to just go. But, of course I am distraught about this. Mom texts and says that she is calm and going to sleep. Okay good. So about halfway through the movie I text mom "How is she?" and mom replies "Little fussy". Well, my irrational mind immediately assumes that she is screaming her head off. I cannot settle down for the rest of the movie and it took every ounce of restraint that I had to keep myself from taking the keys from J and driving home. I was so tense and upset the rest of the time. I just was thinking that Mom wouldn't have said something unless she really was fussy and all of this Mommy guilt washes over me and I feel like I need to be home wih her. So, after tripping up the stairs at the movies and not allowing my poor hubby to stop at the bathroom on the way out (wow he is a patient and understanding man) and fussing at every slow driver on the way home; we finally make it and low and behold she is just fine and NOT screaming. I lost it and started boo hooing. My mom said that next time she is just gonna lie unless I really do need to come home. Lesson to me: just ask if I need to come home! If I had done that, Mom would have just said she was fine. I was afraid that she would tell me that she was screaming and there would be nothing I could do about it. Lessons learned all around. Hmmm...gonna have to work on this before the big overnight for our anniversary. Speaking of the two people I love most in the world.....
So it is the end of the SlingandSwaddle journey today. I will go back to my tweeting @mamatomaya. It has been a fun month being @Mom_14 and I will miss my SnS moms though I think most of us are going to keep in touch with our "real" twitter names. It truly has been an unbelievable source of great mommyness. It is going to be interesting to see who wins the contest. The funny thing is that it hasn't really seemed much like a contest-just a really great group of moms. I am going to send my last tweet soon for SnS and another month has passed.
2 comments:
She is just WAY too cute!! Oh what a sweet smile :-)
Jennifer
you are such a goofball, but I so understand all of those feelings! The first time we left Z he still wasn't taking a bottle...so I had to leave knowing that he was probably not going to eat until I got home...6 hours later...and he sure didn't! Had a lot of wine on the way out the door to ease my pain ;)Love her big smiley pic...and you look great I thought!
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