Pre-parenthood: A 1/2 cup of coffee sent me buzzing into the land of productivity.
Post-parenthood: 2 cups deep and I still can’t talk myself off the couch. Except maybe to grab another cup. And sit back down with it.
Send help. And stronger coffee.
"Introverts, in contrast, may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and business meetings, but after a while wish they were home in their pajamas. They prefer to devote their social energies to close friends, colleagues, and family. They listen more than they talk, think before they speak, and often feel as if they express themselves better in writing than in conversation. They tend to dislike conflict. Many have a horror of small talk, but enjoy deep discussions."
Susan Cain (via skeletales)
[Yup, that about sums me up.]
Me, in a paragraph.
Hello, my name is Lauren, and I am an introvert.
Numbers 1 through 6 popped out with MAYBE a day or two of mild grumpiness and MAYBE an itty bitty barely noticeable fever…
Tooth 7? A week and a half of grumpiness, no appetite, sleeplessness, and fevers on and off up to 101.6… and I couldn’t even see any signs of a tooth actually coming out until yesterday, which was the first day that she was back to her normal self.
I’m re-thinking 7 being my lucky number.
After we all slept in until 10:15 (what!) I awoke to this…
Daddy: “Old McDonald had a farm…”
Tatum: “Yai yai yoo”
Daddy: “And on that farm it was Mother’s Day…”
Tatum: “Yai yai yooo”
Daddy: “With a mom mom here and a mom mom there, here a mom, there a mom, everywhere a mom mom…”
Tatum: “Eyai eyai yooo”
Daddy: “HAPPY MOTHER’S DAAAYYY!!!”
After a wonderfully lazy morning we headed off to the Shoreline Beach Cafe for a delicious lunch followed by frolicking and lounging in the sand. Just what I wanted!
Not only did my little bug sleep in until 10:15 that morning, but she went to bed that night without a single complaint, and in less than 10 minutes.
Gosh I love her!
My in-laws soon came knocking on the door with wine and we went up to their house (a mere 15 steps away) and enjoyed a bottle (okay, maybe two) of yummy red wine and plenty of laughter.
I think I like Mother’s Day… ;)
PS: I know it’s Tuesday… and I’ve already forgotten things that I was going to write about my first Mother’s Day… they were probably really witty and just a little sappy but life goes on… literally, like today is almost over already, gotta go.