It’s Friday and so we’re joining Jen, because it’s what I do.
Yesterday I had my first appointment back at my old midwives clinic. I never should have left—it was such a relief. I felt like a patient and a person about whom they genuinely cared instead of a number in a giant cog of a machine. SO glad to be back. It helped that M and Max came with me, especially since it was pouring down rain and the traffic was horrible, but we managed to be on time by some miracle. So not looking forward to sitting in traffic while in labor—seems unavoidable though.
Max has been taking epic naps this week, even for me! Usually if he sleeps for 3 hours for a babysitter when I am home all day he takes a super short nap, but yesterday he slept FOUR HOURS. Shocking. I figured he’d be up in less than two and sat on the couch to read a book and ended up reading the entire thing start to finish!
The book was “Where’d you go Bernadette” which was recommended to me by Stevie. It was a good book, well paced and you really want to find out what happens next, EXCEPT for two things: 1. Other than the daughter of the main character, who does most of the narrating, most of the characters are rather unlikable and 2. The main character lives in Seattle but is from the East Coast and pretty much hates everything about it. As a native Seattlite the constant Seattle bashing got old (even though some of it was also true and funny). But I would still recommend it overall.
Speaking of books, I have been barreling through the Anne of Green Gables series, because at some point months ago I downloaded all of them in kindle format to my phone, either for free or almost free (possibly also a Stevie recommendation), and then immediately forgot about them. When we were in Oregon and I was killing time during Max’s naps I remembered I had books on my phone and started reading. The first couple books were nice nostalgia, because I read them as a kid and watched the movies on PBS. I had the whole set of books but I’m pretty sure I didn’t read beyond the third one because none of it is familiar but I’m enjoying it anyway. In the evening while Max and M are playing I sit there hiding my phone behind a pillow reading (otherwise if Max sees my phone he DEMANDS “choo-choo” videos, even if we are already watching cartoons on TV).
I feel like a terrible mother because my under two year old is getting a LOT of screen time lately. I am embarrassed to tell you how much “Sprout” and PBS we watch, but let’s just say I walk around with theme songs to Thomas the Train and Calliou in my head all the time. He pretty much demands “toon” whenever we are in the living room now. The problem is, doing something else would involve energy and mobility I just do not have right now, and it’s certainly not going to improve when we have a newborn. He doesn’t always just sit and watch, sometimes he plays through, but other times he wants to sit on my lap and zone out. GUILT MOMMY GUILT. (Although, I don’t really buy that watching somewhat educational tv under two automatically makes your kid fat and less smart. Someday I will do a little rant for you about the difference between correlation and causation in research, but let’s just say there are other factors at play as well and TV doesn’t CAUSE those things, but never the less, I am certain he is watching more than is good for him).
I want to sew more. I am exceedingly bad at it and need practice. But I rarely seem to have both time and energy. If I had known Max’s nap would be so long yesterday I probably would have done it then. He frequently doesn’t go to sleep until 9:30-10 and I’m just too tired by then.
The kids rooms are still all torn up. M has sanding to do this weekend, and then we will paint and since I have big plans beyond just painting the walls one color, it’s going to take awhile. Fortunately, Max has adapted to sleeping in his mess of a room for now, although when we paint in there he is going to have to sleep somewhere else and I’m not sure that’s going to go over very well.