So here I am at my first week of being a stay-at-home mom. This isn’t really my first time if you count the first few months of Scarlet’s existence, but this is definitely my first time as an alone, full-time, stay-at-home mom of a toddler. Very different! God, I remember how she used to sleep all day. She’d sleep and wake up and nurse. Repeat, 8-12 times. Cassidy home. Day over. It’s safe to say she was a very easy newborn, from what I hear. She’s the only newborn I’ve ever experienced but to give you an example of how easy she was: Once the doctor told us to call if she ever cried for more than an hour straight. We laughed and laughed. If Scarlet even cried for five minutes straight, I would have been worried. I realize I must sound like a smug bastard but as my friend, Tara, once said to me, “You don’t have to feel bad or apologize for having a good baby.” So I won’t. We’ll get what’s coming to us someday…probably in a wild, sleepless puppy. Or Scarlet as a beautiful teenager, dating three men (or women) at once. It’ll happen. But it hasn’t happened yet..
She’s pretty fantastic. Have I mentioned that?
It’s all so early right now. Too soon to tell how Cassidy likes his job. Too soon to tell how I like my new job as full-time stay-at-home mama. Too soon to tell how this will affect my self-worth, if I’ll need to find something to do for money, if I’ll need help with Scarlet. I don’t think I will but you never know. I do know that this is what I want right now. Working part-time was nice to get out of the house and still have time with Scarlet but I missed her even then. And I know why people enjoy their lives away from home – I totally get that – but it’s not for me. We’re friends. We’re buddies. Maybe I sound like I’m smoking crack here but I feel that this time with her is a gift. I won’t take that for granted.
So we settle into a new routine. She settles in flawlessly, as always. I settle in with some anxiety, as always. I am the one to get up with her for breakfast at least five days a week. I also give her breakfast #2, lunch, lunch #2 and dinner. (She eats a lot). I’m on fire from abut 7am – 4pm. No caffeine, just pure and natural energy. I can do it all – washing her soaked sheets, giving both of us our many meals, doing the dishes, finding time during her naps to shower and blog and upload photos. I like a little structure to my life. Then my dreaded time of day – 4pm-6pm hits, and I hit a brick wall. That’s about the time I envision I’ll have to put on some “Dogs 101” on Animal Planet for her and sink against the couch. Don’t think for a second I’m above that. I’m not. This is the snowy thick of winter. I can’t walk downtown and the sun isn’t yet high in the sky during my least favorite part of day. Those glorious things will happen in due time, but for now, we’ll just get creative…
Oh, did I mention that we woke up to more snow? It was quite pretty, if you like that sort of thing.
Why are these pictures two different colors? Oh, yes. One is shot manually and one is shot automatically. Don’t ask me which is which because I haven’t the slightest.
Anyway. Did I mention that the phone will ring at the same time the timer on the rice goes off the same time someone knocks on the door the same time you’re in the middle of a particularly gruesome diaper change? Oh, yes.
And did I mention what it’s like to get together with other moms? It’s chaos squared. Your baby will be sleeping when your friend comes. Except her baby will be sick and will lie on the carpet the whole time. Then your baby will wake up – having peed through her diaper, her clothes and her sheets. Then your other friend will show up but she’ll have to stay in her car because her baby chose to fall asleep on the short ride over! I love it. It’s chaos but I love it.
Scarlet is quite the party girl. But when we’re alone, I find her hard to resist which is why my internet use has become pretty scarce during the day. I need to participate in her fantastic games. I also need to take pictures of them. At any point during the day, I may find her…
Doing everything with one mitten on. And she is talented with only one mitten on. She gets things done! We started calling her “The Gloved One” after our dear friend, Michael Jackson.
Hey, look! I learned how to put portrait shots side by side! I freaking rule. Now I can stop avoiding portrait shots and I can start embracing them as nearly as good as landscape shots.
And back to daily Scarlet behavior, I may find her crab walking across the living room floor with my (clean) underwear around her neck. I thought about the implications of publishing my underwear on my blog and I realized I don’t give a you-know-what. Since I don’t have a swimsuit, half of Florida and California have seen my underwear.
Sometimes when tired, she just meditates with underwear around her neck. It’s very spiritual.
While still wearing underwear around her neck, she loves to put her sippy cup in a Starbucks cup, giving the illusion that she’s drinking coffee. She really thinks she’s fooling me.
I almost believe her…
She also shares her “coffee” with Baba Boat and then goes for a nice sail across our dining room.
This is probably my favorite picture of recent times:
There is also a lot of box pushing.
There’s also a lot of “Steal Mama’s important things and then look delighted to hold them out in front of her face.” This is my lens cap:
How can I be mad at her for stealing my lens cap when she’s so deliciously pleased with herself?
I really don’t get mad much at all. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow will bring.