This is the last weekend before we go back to life before Christmas; life as normal. That makes me both sad and happy. I'm happy to get things back to normal, but sad that Jeff won't be home as much since his only days off will be on the weekends. I get more sleep when he's home since he gets up in the morning with Carter. I get an extra hour or two, and that makes a huge difference when I'm only getting 5-6 hours a night.
Today, good things happened. And heeeeeeeeeeere they are [you have to say that last part like a game show host]:
1. I made progress on Grayson's baby book. I have three of them (because that's just how I roll), and I need to get the questions and notes about my pregnancy and the birth done before I start to forget the details. And I'd like to get the books up to date so that I'm only recording things as they happen (first word, first step, etc.).
2. Jeff took carter swimming today while I went to my parents' place with Grayson. I am glad about this for a couple of reasons. Firstly, we have been mostly housebound because it's been pretty cold, we've gotten a ton of snow and the roads are super icy which makes driving more of a risk (and not a risk I want to take when the trip is needless and I have such precious cargo in my car). Because of this, though, my poor Carter Peter Pants has been stuck in the house. So I was happy that he got to go out and do an activity he enjoys, while also getting some exercise.
Secondly, Jeff dropped me off at mom and dad's on his way to the pool with Carter and they came back afterwards so we could all have supper together before going home. While I was at mom and dad's, my dad hogged Grayson pretty much the whole time. This is what gave me the opportunity to complete some of Grayson's baby book. It was nice to have some freedom and it was nice to work on something that is important to me, but that I find hard to commit time to when I have piles of laundry that need to be put away and a kitchen that's truly embarrassing. And watching my dad with Grayson will never get old.
3. I just have to say, I have a really, really awesome husband. Every single day since Grayson's birth, when he's home, he gets up with Carter to allow me to sleep in. If Grayson is awake and has been nursed, he'll take him out too. I know he is tired too and he goes and never stops and still he does this. I will be glad when I'm getting more than five hours of sleep a night and can tell him I'm getting up with both kids and he should sleep in. I just so appreciate the sacrifices he makes. I'm not really sure how I got so lucky.
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