There's Hope in Company

I am not alone.  There are other women that have had babies and deal with the same stuff that I am.  Balancing the love of the cutest little boy in the world (really, he's cute) with the frustration of not being myself anymore.  I'm not just Jennifer.  I'm Mama.  I'm the one that he trusts to feed him when he's hungry and snuggle him when he's just crabby and sometimes be climbed on when he's feeling energetic.  He's learning to crawl and walk simultaneously (he's got the mobility of crawling and the positioning of walking but not both for both).  I get overwhelmed because I'm trying to be the same person I was 10 months ago before I had a new baby.  But I'm not.  I'm a Mama now.

I have some amazing new friends online.  They might not know me but I'm following their blogs and learning from their experiences.  They are just normal moms like me and sharing what they know.  I'm not alone!

A Rant Regarding Athletic Contests

I dislike sports.  Well, I need to be more specific.  I dislike professional team sports.  I dislike how much players arer paid when they do well.  I really dislike how much players are paid when they don't do well.  I dislike how much attention they get from the media, advertisers, and fans.  I dilike how much time people spend sitting on a couch and wathcing television when the games are on.  I dislike how a person's mood and emotional state can be wrapped up in the fate of their favorite team.  I dislike how a person can ignore the world when a game is on.  I dislike how sports people can't understand how other people can be not-sports people.

How did I not get that this would be an issue when I married my husband?  He's a sports person.  I'm obviously not.  I knew he was a sports person, but not being around sports people, I had no idea what that would mean for our lives.  Sigh.

For richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part, and through Detroit victories and defeats...was that in there?

A Rough Night

EEEEEEPPPPPPP!!!!!! Benjamin is determined to climb over me, despite what parts of my face he mauls in the process. 

I've had a rough week with paperwork and just being tired from driving 90-100 miles a day (approximately 60 miles is during the work day). 

The good news is that Benjamin pays rapt attention when I pop in a Celtic Woman DVD.  Too much TV: bad.  A baby who enjoys music and real performaces: good.

The 2 questions of my heart are when will life settle down and is it time to do the interpreting thing?

My brain is reeling.  Too much input.  Time to sleep.

Oh, and my parents are coming to visit tomorrow (messy house), and a good friend is going to prison (sad), and conferences are next week (eek!)

Happiness is...

I asked for input on this topic from my facebook friends.  I wanted a list of things that I could look at and would serve as a pick-me-up when I'm feeling down.  So I edited their input so this is a list of things that makes ME happy.  I hope it makes other people happy too!

Happiness is...

a snuggly baby

naps

a puppy who is always happy to see you

time with family

laughing with friends

God's love and blessing

a baby in the morning when he first wakes up and hasn't decided he's hungry yet so he's just happy

kittens on a slide (I thought it would just be silly too, but seriously, look it up on youtube)

hearing a baby on an ultrasound for the first time

sunrises

a baby laughing

rocking out to tunes in the car (laughing at all the funny looks on everyone else's faces)

celebrating milestones and wishing they would stay little at the same time

sunshine

meeting new neighbors