first post

I should have started this long ago. I want to use this as a journal for myself to remember life with Lucas while he's little, but not all about Lucas, this is my blog not his. Now I am picturing him at a computer writing blog entries. Post #1: I have my mom and dad wrapped around my tiny finger. Post #2: I am totally going to explode through my diaper later and then again in the bathwater.

If no one reads this, good. If they do, whatevs. Something you should probably know before you start reading is that I get off topic....a lot. Just so you have fair warning.

Today was a great day. Lucas slept well again last night. He's starting to go to bed at 9 and up at 7. Fine by me. Gives me a little time to bug Terry in the evenings. I have it pretty good I know, a little guy who sleeps through the night and has since he was 2 months old. I am trying to savor it while I can, I hear that all of it could end in a heartbeat when he starts teething and what not. I don't do well without sleep, which I recall in the first two months of having a newborn was one of the hardest things to deal with. It puts you on edge...things that you would normally be able to handle no problem almost make you have a nervous breakdown when you are going on 3 hours of sleep.

Right, I was writing about my day.....got up, changed and fed Lucas, pumped a bottle. That's pretty much my morning routine these days. I also know I am very lucky in the fact that Lucas will take both bottle and breast, and has for some time. Gives me the freedom to actually leave the house and not have him attached to me at all times. Lets me enjoy some, but not all of course, of the things I liked to do by myself before I was a mom. Like play soccer. I have a playoff game tonight at 8. Really looking forward to it, as I do all of my soccer games. But tonight we play a good team, a rarity in our sad league, which is always more fun. Means I actually have to focus on what I should be doing out there, rather than goofing off and laughing about how a girl just toe-punted the ball by me and is now on a breakaway...but I know she won't score because she's brutal and Barb (our goalie) has got my back. Can't wait.

Again....supposed to be writing about my day. Showered and got ready, which is always a toss up if I am able to do it in a reasonable amount of time without Lucas wanting to be picked up and bounced around. How on earth am I ever going to do it when I have to go back to work? Good thing I won't have to answer that question until at least November. My parenting philosophy so far is if Lucas cries, pick him up and give him a hug. Do whatever he wants you to do. Obviously this is not going to fly once he gets older and starts to realize that he can use this to his advantage, but for now I think it's working. He seems to be a happy guy.

Had plans with mom today to go a few places. First stop, Tim Hortons. Tim Hortons is my salvation. My sister is going to hate me for saying this, but I just cannot make coffee up to my standards at home. I even have the Tim Hortons coffee and Tim Horton's hot chocolate (I like half and half most of the time) but it just doesn't measure up. Plus it's roll up the rim time and who can resist that. Even though yesterday was my first winning rim, I still have hope that I will roll my rim and there will be a car underneath. When I was in school I consumed a lot of coffee to keep me awake so I could study. I contemplated photocopying my degree and writing a letter on the back to Tim's for their help in obtaining it. Now I drink a lot of coffee to get me through the day when I have stayed up way too late trying to get a million things done while Lucas is sleeping. And by that I don't mean laundry and cleaning and things I should be doing, I mean reading Twilight and searching the internet for very important things like baby bunny ears and ridiculously expensive shoes that I can't afford and have nowhere to wear them.

Coffee then Walmart, Michaels and Safeway with mom. She is having Easter dinner at her house next weekend, which stresses her out a little. Understandable when you are having 20 people show up for dinner. She is only working half time right now, which she told me today means that the other half of the time she spends money. Not good when you are in recession. When she shows me something new that she just bought, she always adds at the end "But now I'm in recession." Right....

Now I am typing with Lucas asleep on my shoulder. A common occurence in the afternoon. If I put him down in his crib he will wake up, and if he wakes up that means he didn't have a nap, which means he will be really grumpy later, so sleeping on my shoulder while I type it is. I am really trying to enjoy each day that I have with him, because I know this year will go by way too fast. And when I have more kids it just won't be the same. While one naps I will be reading stories and playing with the other one. Sigh....that's all for now.