So…I haven’t blogged in a week. A whole week. I guess this means my promise to blog every single day has been shot. I don’t have any excuses, really. We went out of town, and even getting online was the furthest thing from my mind. And then we got home, and I thought that since I didn’t blog the entire weekend, that there was no reason I couldn’t blow it off one more night. To be honest, not worrying about finding some way of illustrating my increasingly stressful, yet boring life every single day has been kind of nice. Usually, I would put it off until the last second of the night when I was so exhausted, I could barely speak, let alone spell out a coherent sentence. And of course, my days are pretty much indistinct from one another. Saying that I have been uninspired would be quite the understatement.
So why am I here? I figured I owed my imaginary reader and frequent spammers an explanation for my absence, and perhaps an update would be in order. So I’ll start out by telling everyone about the business of the weekend that took me away from my blogging responsibilities:
On Friday, we left for Houston and for Vance’s cousin’s fancy wedding. We couldn’t afford to stay at the hotel, even at the discounted rate, so we stayed at Vance’s aunt and uncle’s house. Let me explain the awesomeness: We had an entire house to ourselves, with a full pantry and fridge, satellite TV, a work-out room, and a pool. Didn’t cost us a cent, and there were no strangers to worry about, and no check-out time. Everyone else stayed in tiny hotel rooms and had to pay for their room service, and had to share the pool with strangers. And they had to pay for parking in downtown Houston. Yeah, we won.
And of course the wedding itself was beautiful, and very romantic. Both of our children behaved themselves perfectly through the entire thing. Before hand, we weren’t so sure that would be the case, but were pleasantly surprised.
Did I mention we went swimming? That was the best part of the entire weekend. Hours in a pool, no awkward encounters with strangers. And my in-laws gave me my birthday gift, 2 weeks after my birthday, once I had already forgotten that I had even had a birthday. This is what they got me. God bless the people in my life. And yes, I have been watching it with my three year old son. You have to start them young.
Since we came home, I have attempted to clean the house, and I have yet to be successful. This house hasn’t been cleaned since my mother-in-law left 6 weeks ago. I can blame the Sims and Archer, who has entered the unexplained constant crying/fussing/grunting stage. Every single waking hour of his is spent crying and fussing, and it is the saddest thing I have ever seen. I don’t know if it’s reflux, and I don’t think it’s colic, but whatever it is, it’s stolen the sweet happy baby I was just starting to get to know. He seems genuinely uncomfortable. Luckily, he is sleeping, though he went from sleeping in 2-4 hour blocks to 1-2 hour blocks. This is why I didn’t attempt to update earlier.
I don’t think it’s anything, colic or reflux, really. I think he’s just…fussy. His fussiness has just suddenly increased by a great deal. I can still soothe him by swaddling him and giving him a binky, and sometimes walking him around the room or swaying him seems to help. It just sucks to hear him cry every time he opens his eyes. He went from just starting to show us his adorable, gummy smiles, to keeping us up all night with his heartbreaking screams. No. Fun.
So what’s next? This weekend I will be seeing Rush for the sixth time, and I have just started to get excited about it this week. I am really looking forward to it, but mostly I am looking forward to A)A night child-free! With my favorite band! And B) The start of a week Deven free! Of course I love my child, but between him and his brother, he is by far the most challenging right now, and we can all use a break from time to time.
It’s the relatives that are willing to take your kid off of you for more than a few hours that make motherhood a possible endeavor.