Fun at the Park.

Please Don't Start A Daddy Phase.

Michael has learned to say hat, so he thinks he needs to wear his dad's hats all the time. It is so cute but the daddy phase would not work in this house. He gets upset when John leaves for work and excited when he comes home. I am so glad he acknowledges John's existence now lol.

Of course I am biased, but I think Michael is one smart little guy. Every day he learns something new. Now we have to buy him a ball because he has been asking for one ever since Dora played with one.

I walk away for one minute...

and this happens

Seabase Family Fun Center

Yesterday we took Michael to Seabase in Greensburg, Pa.It is an indoor playground with things to climb on, slides, a ball pit, arcade, miniature golf, laser tag, and a snack bar. On Tuesdays it is only $5 ($7.50 normally) so we decided to go out before the snow hit. we had a nice family day. Lunch at Subway and then we played for a couple hours. I only got one picture because Michael was having too much fun to sit still.

What a life!

First Michael took a nap until 6:40pm.

 Then he played the guitar, after he threw his dad's shoes all over the living room.

 Then he found a hiding place.















In between all that he tortured the dog, hit his head on the tv stand, ate maybe one noodle for dinner, and eventually went to sleep...at 12:30am.

SNOW!

Ear infection!

Michael has an ear infection. Luckily he is a very happy baby and it really isn't bothering him. Today was pretty rough though. He woke up at 6:30am and didn't stop whining until 8am. I have been up since 4am because he came to bed with me and was very restless. At 12:30pm he started crying and didn't stop for 45 mins. We took him to the Dr. and they checked everything. They ever did some x-rays to see if he might have swallowed something. They had to put him into a harness which was basically a plastic tube. John went in with him and said it was horrible. I could hear Michael screaming in the hall.  So after all that they say it was just gas.

He fell asleep on the way home and slept for a while. When he woke up he was still grumpy but seemed ok. Then around 7pm I noticed something wet in his ear. I figured it was something I missed when I cleaned him up from dinner. Nope, it was stinky puss. We took him to the urgent care 5 mins before it closed and they were nice enough to see him. Then we went on a search for a pharmacy that was open and had the antibiotic we needed.

We got home, got him medicated, gave him a bath and he is doing much better. He finally decided he was hungry and stole half of my bologna sandwich from my hand. So I gave him some bologna and American cheese and he scarfed it up. Now hopefully he goes to bed early, which means before midnight.

Am I obsessed?

Today I was helping my mom with a bake sale for my sister. As usual John and I got into a fight as I was trying to leave. Michael is a wonderful baby, but I do need a break once in a while. For some reason I complain that I haven't had a day without him in so long and then when he leaves I miss him almost immediately. I was leaving him with his dad today, which makes me more nervous than when he goes to one of his aunt's.

John doesn't so things like I do and he doesn't know exactly what Michael needs like I do, but they will survive and I know it will be fine. I worry about him so much though. I never sleep through the night, even if Michael does, because I have to wake up and check on him several times. I am always worried if he's cold, or hot, or hungry, or tired, or uncomfortable, or.... All I do is worry. People say it is because he is my first(and only)but I think I would be like this if he was my fifth. He is the most precious thing to me and that can cause problems. I will be honest and tell you that I care about him a hundred times more than I care about John or anyone else. I think this is probably a normal motherly feeling, but it can be exhausting. I want to have more of "me" but everything in my life centers around him and its my fault things are that way.

He is only little once and since we are not having anymore children I want to take full advantage of this time. I just wish I could figure out how to balance it all. I have never let Michael cry, I hold him all the time, I stop what I'm doing immediately if he needs something,. Everyone says I'm spoiling him but aren't I just showing him that he can count on me? No one ever tells you about these things when you are pregnant. And it seems like no one remembers what it was like to have a little one. They all say "You can't let him do __." But they don't tell me how to get him to sleep, eat, etc.

As Olivia the piglet's mother says "You wear me out, but I love you anyway."