Wednesday, December 2, 2009

That's much better

Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you got 'till it's gone? 

Nothing like a crazy Thanksgiving weekend to remind you that you really do have a schedule (sort of) and that you really do know what "normal" is (kind of) and that you usually do at least 3 things every day (if "get out of bed, get a drink, get back in bed" counts as 3 different things).

I didn't think I had any of it together. I didn't think I ever knew what a "normal" day would bring. I didn't think I could count on anything.

And then I experienced Thanksgiving Weekend when all of those things really were true and now I know that they normally are not.

It's nearly a week later, and I think I've recovered.

I have my weekly meal plan, I've done the grocery shopping, I was up and ready to go at 9am, my tree is up, my living room furniture is rearranged. I put a picture of my family on the wall instead of just me and Josh, I have presents to wrap and it looks like I might wrap them today (unless Thomas boycotts a nap....) and the Christmas season will have officially begun.

Last night Josh and I stayed up later than Thomas. And I suddenly realized that we'd been staying up later than him every night for like a week. THIS IS A BIG DEAL. Something about going to bed at 7:30 every night just makes you feel like you're not quite a real person.

At 6am when the Thomas grunted (We had a long talk and now he grunts before he cries...isn't that nice of him? I hate waking up to crying.) Instead of pulling him into bed with me to "sleep" (really it's just cuddling with my eyes closed) for another 3 hours I just got up. Because I wasn't too tired to move. THIS IS ALSO A BIG DEAL.

So, I sit here enjoying the beauty of Christmas in my living room (don't judge me for turning on my tree lights at 2 in the afternoon just because it's a giant waste of power and money and probably is bad for the environment, OK?) with a babe who is currently napping (because that's what he does this time of day) and my belly full of breakfast AND lunch I just couldn't be happier. I really love my "normal" life.


  1. Your normality sounds a lot like mine.

    And you wear the wrap. Pink is totally acceptable.

    I'm not sure where this will post since I hit "newer post" and then "post a comment" in such rapid succession (I didn't mean to hit newer post first).

    It will be like a surprise. :)

  2. Hooray! There's something normal about you! (Hee hee, I am of course kidding. You're completely unique and I love it!) Ü


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