Pictures

In collage form:

 

Joey - 9 months!

 

Naptime - Jimmy and Joey

 

Belly Belly

 

 

 

 

Just Rambling

I have this big, time consuming, tedious spreadsheet project I'm supposed to be working on.  I'm about halfway through the first part and that's taken me about 12 hours spread across a couple of weekends and on top of my normal daily work.  I still have the second half of the first part and then the second part. And it's supposed to be done before Friday if possible. 

 

But I'm writing a blog instead.

 

I unconsciously put myself on a blog strike these last few weeks.  Partly because it's annoying to not be able to work on my blog at work, partly because I didn't have a lot of inspiration but mostly because I needed to keep my mouth shut.  I know how you all are – analyzing everything I say or don't say, the tone I said it in and any other variables you can add to the equation, in a valiant attempt to determine the gender of Bonus Baby before I'm ready to reveal.  I'm ready to reveal!  In fact I've already revealed to the people closest to me, geographically speaking and a few not so close geographically speaking.  I've mailed out the cute gender reveal cards to those far and away and am waiting not so patiently to hear that they've all been received.  When that happens I can publicly announce the gender and name of our last child.  See!  I couldn't even add an adjective to describe our last child for fear you'd all read into that too!

 

I'm mostly posting this out of impatience and a desire to not work on that gigantic spreadsheet – not cause I have any real thing to say.  So if you're reading this and you've already received your card in the mail (which would be a miracle since it's been less than 24 hours since I put it in the mailbox) and you HAVEN'T called to congratulate or commiserate or just out of pure courtesy….well, how dare you!  I'm waiting anxiously by my text inbox for your comments.  I'm about to draft an announcement post with the dashingly beautiful name of our next and final child. 

 

*I only said "dashing" and "beautiful" to throw you off.

 

I'll stop rambling for now.  Look for my next post in approximately 20 minutes full of new pictures.

Pacifier Envy

I think I must have pacifier envy.  Wouldn't it be nice if us adults had one thing we could use to make us instantly feel better if we're upset, grumpy, sad or otherwise put out by anything going on around us?  Something that would help use drift off to sleepy town while wrapped in a soft blanket?  Or give to someone to shut them up when they're being loud, obnoxious or just plain annoying?  I'd suggest a margarita but that would probably just make the loud, obnoxious, annoying people more loud, obnoxious and annoying.

 

It was time to cut Jimmy off and now a month later we're doing really good.  He's never tried to take Joey's, he doesn't ask for them anymore, he's learning how to cope without it and falling asleep is going much better.

 

Joey will be 9 months on Friday and for the past month he's also been weaning himself off the pacifier.  Strange kid.  For the past two weeks I haven't even bothered sending one to the sitters and I definitely don't keep up with where any are.  They are some floating around the house but it's official – no one in our house uses pacifiers.

 

Every now and then when Joey gets really crabby for no apparent reason we'll search for one and offer it to him but he's not interested in the slightest.  And the strap attached to it, that Jimmy was also addicted to (I think it was his one and only lovey), has never interested him except as an extra accessory to chew on.

 

There are so many things to keep track of with when you have little ones so one less thing to worry about is nice.  Pacifiers will make a return in approximately 4 months but how long they'll stick around remains to be seen!