A Summary of the Week

Now that Jeff is feeding Ryan, I can post an entry. Sorry that I've been so lax about doing that lately. However, I do have a good reason. We have been busy, busy, busy.....

We have had parent/tot swimming every night last week and will again this week. We chose the night session since A.) I will NOT be wearing a swimsuit at 7 weeks postpartum. and B.) Jeff can go with and into the water if we do the night session. So our weeknights have consisted of gettting everyone dressed and fed, bags packed, and get the heck in the car! I have taken Steve to this class for the past two years in the morning, so I am a little jealous of Jeff being able to take him in the water, but did I mention that I am NOT getting into a swimsuit at 7 weeks postpartum in a PUBLIC pool. Um..no! So I am the parent that sits on the side and takes all the pictures. Essentially I am the husband/father. Sorry, I couldn't resist that one! Ryan is so good at class. He usually just sleeps. I love this kid!

Last week we were only home one day. Wednesday we went to Jeff's work for lunch. I tell you I feel like such a yuppy SAHM when I visit his office. He works in one of those corporate high rises with people milling about. Usually, I have just walked in with Steve holding my hand. Not this time, however. I had to wheel that monster of a stroller into the office building. I am sorry, but this double stroller is HUGE! Well, they all are, but something about taking it to the mall with other moms just doesn't make it feel quite so big. As I am walking I think to myself,'I used to BE you people, but then I wanted to be the ME I am now. The SAHM.' All the years of infertility where I would dream of wheeling in a double stroller and here I was now feeling lower than the workers there because I am a SAHM. Heck, I'm just as educated as they all are, if not more. At any rate, everyone oohed and ahhed over Ryan and one of the secretaries that I love played and took care of Steve so I could eat lunch and feed Ryan. So nice. I know everyone there since Jeff has been there awhile, so I feel comfortable there. Well, except when Jeff's boss met up with us and asked how I was doing. He is one of the few people who know about the PPD, and he approved Jeff taking extra time off when he needed to be with me. I guess I still feel like people see mental illness as a weakness, and I do not like being seen as weak. Silly, huh?
On Thursday we met my dad for lunch at a local eatery. Of course, little Ry-Ry, as we call him, had a major blowout and I had no spare outfit for him. He sat in his carrier in a diaper with a blanket over him. Luckily, it has been warm here. I am happy to say this didn't phase me.

Friday, we had a birthday party/playdate to go to. Steve did not listen to me, so we left early. I told him this would happen if he didn't listen to mommy. What did Steve do? He walked out of their house alone among other things. This was the worst though. And I don't mess around when it comes to safety. I am sure they were happy to see us go since Steve announced his arrival by letting their 100 pound dog out. Do you know how hard it is to get a 100 pound dog back into the place he should be when he doesn't want to go? I could have killed Steve, figuratively not literally, of course. Plus, there was a child there that is deathly afraid of dogs. UGH!!!!! And Ryan was crying to be fed. I tell you, taking care of two kids is harder than I had anticipated. Now if we are at home or at a store, it's easy. Easier than I had thought it would be, but going to someone's house is hard! How do you get a toddler to listen?????

Yesterday, a couple who we've been friends with for a long time and had moved, came to visit. Their kids and Steve play so well together. We had a great time. We actually made it to church today, and have made the commitment now that Ryan is getting older to continue to do so. I forgot how much I had missed it. Afterwards, Jeff's parents took Steve for the day and Jeff, Ryan and I went to lunch and then to the store. I finally bought some new glasses, sunglasses too!!! I haven't bought new sunglasses since I got married, and our 7th anniversary is next week! So, yah, it was necessary! They are trendy, and I don't care. (I usually only buy 'classic' frames so I don't have to waste money buying a new pair every year. I have a prescription, so it can get expensive.) Jeff said they have an Audrey Hepburn look to them. I got the more expensive kind because Jeff has a vision plan where we get a discount, so I didn't spend any more than I planned. Yeh! If the hurricane doesn't strike their distribution plant in Florida, I'll get them in 3-5 days. So hurricane Dennis, if you're listening, please don't hit this place!

Tomorrow I have my psych. appt. I don't know if I'm doing much better than 2 weeks ago or if I am just adjusting. A few days ago I would have told you I didn't think I was doing better. Friday through today I feel better, but maybe because it's the weekend and I have Jeff home. Hopefully, they can tell me. My therapist feels I can cut back on the extra 'help'. Last week I didn't have any, and it was nice just being the boys and me. More normal. I felt more in control of our days because we were only working on my schedule. I was the one who was with them the entire day, not just for snippets here and there. When I have therapy, it is in the evening and Jeff is able to watch them, which is good.

Okay, it is time dinner. Got to feed my boys!