Whoa

Holy Smokes last week went by fast!

The dreaded day of returning back to work was last Tuesday and saying it was devastating is an understatement.  I was caught completely off guard! Of course I was sad after going to work after Benjamin but I wasn’t cry every day for a week / think about nothing else but being home sad! I need to give David mad props for being so patient and understanding last week because I’m not gonna lie – it wasn’t pretty.  I was super needy and VERY emotional. 

But I can happily say that I feel like my normal self and finding that getting back into the work routine is not so bad.  I guess I just needed some time to adjust.  I’m not sure why it was so much harder this time around.  Maybe it has something to do with the fact that Ally was a much more laid back baby at this age than Benjamin was so my time at home with her was so easy.  You had to work pretty darn hard to keep Benjamin happy when I was on maternity leave and he was getting up constantly throughout the night.  But Ally – she smiles ALL the time and she goes down around 7:30ishpm and gets up once around 3 to eat and then goes right back down for 3 or so hours.  Maybe she’s making up for that crazy ride of a pregnancy she put me thru!  Don’t get me wrong –I cherished the time I had at home with Benjamin as well but I’m guessing the fact that it was harder with him made it a little easier to go back to work.  I also know Ally is my last baby and they grow up so dang fast so I’m trying to soak up every last little second I can!  This baby phase seems to fly by in the blink of an eye.

And of course Benjamin is pushing us to our limits (as usual!) but he seems to be full of extra attitude these days! I’m talking crazy stuff like getting mad because I won’t let him wear his red pants (I mean c’mon it’s 90 degrees outside!) I tried to tell him that it’s too hot but the kid is persistent! Or how about the fact that he gets super upset if we don’t put ketchup exactly where he wants it on his plate.  He loves to spend several minutes trying to decide what he wants for a snack after school only to change his mind right after I make whatever it is that he originally wanted.  Basically what I’m trying to say is any little thing might spark a melt down and we never know when it’s gonna happen.   And believe me, we’re trying our hardest not to let the little guy get away with it.  We’ve gone through phases before (kicking, spitting etc) so I’m sure we’ll get through it but man it’s hard! 

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So bare with me, this little blog of mine is prob. going to be a little slow in the next couple of weeks until I can get myself back on track with a normal routine.