Enjoying the day

So, I took Genevieve’s thirteenth week of life to try to live in the moment and really enjoy my baby. I felt like it was borrowed time since I fully expected to be working and missing my kiddos incredibly. As with Tristan when he was a baby, the best part of the day with Genevieve is from about 8-10am. She is the most playful, wiggly and giggly during these hours. That’s not to say that there aren’t more fun times throughout the rest of the day, but by 10pm I think the freshness of a new day has definitely worn off and instead of reveling in that chubby cheeked gummy grin, you are secretly wishing that your little baby bundle would drift off to sleep, like you desperately want to do. Anyway, back to my point, while at work I am missing my favorite time of day with my babies. I was thankfully able to quit working full-time before I thought it would be possible, so that’s why I felt that this week was borrowed time. My returning to work after maternity leave was an example of how it takes a village to raise a child, or at least that’s how I felt. A huge thank you goes out to Gran who was at our house at 7:15 everyday and also to the Kelly family for caring for Genevieve while I was away. Thanks also to Aunt Jennifer who was on-call and ready with milk in the freezer and a carseat, for any infant childcare needs going forward! Of course, Mrs. Nicole rocks too and Tristan has so much fun while at “school.” You all made my return to work a bit easier, knowing that I was leaving my kids with the best people for the job that also just happen to really love Tristan and Genevieve.

While trying to enjoy my mornings with Genevieve and my afternoons with Tristan, I was also working feverishly during naptimes to get some projects that have been needing attention out of the way. The office still has not been cleaned out even though that is my biggest source of stress due to disorganization. I would have loved for it to be done first, but since it’s my biggest source of stress, it tends to also get pushed back and I procrastinate because I just don’t even want to go in there. But, Tristan’s closet got cleaned out and the clothes that no longer fit have now been packed up in my borderline OCD fashion and I went through about ten bags of stuff my sister Nicole has dumped, I mean “gifted” me with :) , that were taking up space in the garage. I owe my kids a thank you also, for napping well and indulging me in this “mommy time” to accomplish a few things.

To ensure that this post is not completely about me, we did get a couple of cute pictures this week. Daddy is getting excited for football season to begin, so I took a couple of pre-season pics of Genevieve in one of her football outfits, complete with bow, of course. I also took a picture of her in the pj’s that are my favorite on her, as this is the last time she’ll be able to wear them. She’s growing out of her first set of clothes and it’s a little sad for me because it didn’t take very long. One afternoon Tristan was super concentrated as he attempted to put Daddy’s socks and boots on all by himself. He did great on the socks. The boots are a little bit heavier and harder to manage by yourself, but he still did pretty well.