Dang Nabit, It's Cold Outside

I am going to venture to say that today is the coldest it has been all year. Last night, it was in the single digits and this morning, it's not much higher.

I was going to take the little one out to walk the mall - like we do on Fridays - but it's just too cold to go out.

Instead, I pay bills. Joy of joys. But at least there's money to pay them. Always look to the positive side of things, eh?

Life has become a little mundane, but I blame it on the weather. Yesterday, I took Patrick for his four month appointment with the pediatrician. He's getting big - 13 pounds, 8 ounces and 24 inches in length. That's a gain of 2 pounds in two months and 2.5 inches in the same amount of time. I also took some time to see the doc - just to have my blood pressure checked. Finally, it's back to normal. I'm so thankful. It only took an entire pregnancy, plus four more months. But it's all good now. No complaints.

Happy Leap Year, by the way.

Oh, and for the Lost fans out there: what the beejeesus is going on there? Can someone shed some light? I am soooo confused...

PS - I just reread this and saw how boring this post is, but honestly, I just don't have the energy or desire to change or delete it. We'll be in Miami in a few weeks and I am sure I'll return with happy tales of my dysFUNctional family. :)

I Never Get Bored of Cute Kids...

Take a look:

Weird, Just Weird

I was due back to work today. Instead, I went to my old office to pack up my personal stuff. Technically, it's not my office anymore, because I am no longer employed.

Afterward, I went to lunch with my (former) boss and co-workers. While I thoroughly enjoyed chatting with my (former) co-workers, I found it odd to have my (former) boss sitting there with a semi-blank look on her face. It was almost as if she felt forced to be there. It was enough for me to take notice. But then again, maybe I'm just overly sensitive.

Strangely enough, it didn't make me sad to say goodbye. And now, as I type this, I'm actually smiling.

(I just reread this and noticed that I overly used commas. My ninth grade English teacher would be proud.)

Snowday!

Think he liked it?

Month Four

Dear Patrick,

How is it that days turn into weeks and then, a month has gone by? It seems like just yesterday you turned three months old and now you are suddenly four months. Four months, Patrick! Only a year ago, your dad and I learned that you were coming into this world. It seems like an eternity ago – you are so present in our lives, we aren’t even sure what life was like before you.

This month, you have grown by leaps and bounds. You love your new bedroom and have even started to sleep through the entire night! The first night, your dad and I were so surprised, we could hardly believe you slept nearly 8 hours without making a peep.

Getting ready for a trip to Miami!

We have been spending countless hours together and I think you enjoy spending the days with me. We sing and dance in the kitchen, and you watch me as I prepare lunch and dinner. Sometimes, we watch television, but I usually let your dad sit with you in front of the tv. Every Friday, we walk the mall. You have admirers that wait for you: the woman in the coffee shop, the marketing recruiter in the food court and the Weight Watchers meeting leader. They all wait for you on Fridays – they want to see if you are awake, if you are willing to flash them your gummy smile, if you look handsome dressed in whatever outfit I have chosen for you. Patrick, you love Fridays! By the time we get home, you are exhausted and drift off to sleep in the early evening.

Your eating habits haven’t changed – we can still set our watches by you. One minute, you are all smiles and the next, you are demanding your bottle. Demanding.

You have started to drool quite a bit, so we are sure that teething is on the horizon. IN an effort to soothe yourself, you have started to suck on your fingers. We have tried to give you teethers, but you won’t have it. So, it’s your fingers that make you feel better.

Physically, you are strong. Your neck and back muscles have really advanced this month and you are trying to sit up on your own. We bought you a seat that helps build your abdominal muscles, and at first, you were skeptical of it, but in time, you started to like it. Still no rolling over, but you are trying!

At home, hanging out with Mommy in the kitchen

You love your bathtime. Your dad washes you hair while I wash your body. And when we rinse you, you are delighted.

You still don’t have much hair, but the bit you have is a great mixture of colors: blond, brown, and even a little red. You are definitely a mixture of your dad and I, and every time I look at you, I am amazed that we created you.

Until next month,
Mommy