B is out of town… for a week. Yikes! Honestly, it won’t be that bad aside from just needing a break here and there. We have a packed calendar for the week to keep us busy, so that’s good. It’s hotter than hell here – it was 103* yesterday and will be 105* today – so we need to keep busy indoors. That’s hard to do, but we’ll make it work. We’re definitely hitting the pool tomorrow though!
I’ve been in a bit of a funk lately. My late period (still nothing), lack of a BFP, and sore breasts are entirely to blame for it. I have never been more than 2-3 days late in my life, so of course I figured that maybe, just maybe, we had a surprise BFP like “everyone else” out there. I mean – when most people are a week late, that means they’re pregnant. I should not have let my mind even go there – but I did. Lesson learned. The only good thing about AF taking her sweet time is that we may be able to start treatments sooner. If AF came before 2 weeks post-nursing, then they wanted me to wait another cycle because my hormones would still be out of whack. If AF waits until after Friday, then we may be able to start right away when she decides to show up. Watch – I’ll get it on Thursday 😉 Beggars
can’t shouldn’t be choosers, so I just need to let AF show up when she does (not that I have a choice) and just be happy that we get to start again shortly thereafter.
Matthew is consistently sleeping until 7:00 AM now – without a little wake-up in the 6:00 hour. This whole thing worked brilliantly and I’m proud of us – we truly shaped his sleep times into what we wanted. Of course this morning, though, when he woke up at 7:03, I let him fuss to see if he would go back to sleep. He did not. What is it about never being happy – or never having enough sleep? The poor kid sleeps until 7:00 like I shaped and planned, and now I’m trying to get him to sleep longer? Why would I want him to sleep longer – all that does is mess up his nap schedule!? Beggars and choosers… beggars and choosers… The bottom line is that I stayed up entirely too late and wanted to sleep in myself. I always stay up too late when B is out of town.
Nothing is really new to report – except that Matthew now hisses like a cat. We do believe he learned that from Lily, our grumpy, diabetic girl. We used to think that she truly loved Matthew, but right now, she’s just tolerating him. He gets too close, and she gets grumpy, and sometimes she hisses. He now walks around hissing at things – not when he’s angry or anything – just whenever he feels like it. It is adorable!
In case B reads my blog while he’s away, here are some recent photos of them together. We miss you, Baby!