Yes, I am aware that I haven’t posted anything in weeks. I could list excuses for pages and pages, but the fact is I just haven’t felt like it. Work has been beyond busy. So far beyond busy I can’t even see “busy” anymore. ”Busy” and I are just casual acquaintances. Frenetic, I think is more correct. It seems that my coworkers have re-discovered that I actually work at Scripps and remember now how good I am at my job, so now I’m doing my job and more than likely enough work to make up a couple other jobs as well. It’s been fulfilling at least, but truly, bone-deep exhausting. Oh yeah, and then there’s that sweet angel baby to take care of as well. Between my important job as a mom and my important job as a marketing analyst and my equally important job of being a wife and running a household, I don’t have much (any) time to sit and blog about life, the universe and everything. If I’m not working, breastfeeding, cooking, cleaning, dissecting web sites in my head, watering plants, playing racquetball (our new hobby), feeding fish, feeding cats, feeding a husband, or feeding a baby, I’m passed out in bed waiting to do it all again. Not that I’m complaining, I like having a good job, a baby, and a happy, albeit busy, home life, it’s just a lot right now. Work is slowing down slightly, the baby is remaining on his schedule, and Andy’s rotation is predictable.
The last thing I wrote about was Riley at 4 months, but time has flown and he’s now 5 months old. He loves the cats more than anything in the world, probably even more than me. He yells at them, makes crazy noises, and like everything else, tries to put them in his mouth. Peanut and Reagan are less than thrilled about this, but Andy and I never get tired of seeing his face light up when he sees a kitty (and hearing the excited scream he makes!). He hugs, smiles, and laughs all the time and about 95% of the time is a total angel. When he gets fussy or starts crying, it’s one of two things: he’s hungry (that happens about every four hours), or he’s tired (he goes about 2-2.5 hours between naps), so he’s very predictable. He goes to bed between 9 and 9:30; I’ve been creeping back the bedtime from about 11:30 and I’m more than halfway to my goal of 8:00. He sleeps until 7 or 8:00, giving me all the sleep I need. He rolls around, creeps, shuffles around on his tummy, and seems so close to figuring out how to crawl. Every day he gets closer and closer. He can sit up by himself for up to a minute and can tripod sit for much longer than that. He loves food and we have yet to find something he has a distaste for. All in all, he’s a pretty cool kid. The only thing we need to work on is his need to be held, but I keep telling myself that in the not-too-distant future he won’t want to be held by me anymore so I’m enjoying it now while I have the chance. He loves attention and he gets it wherever we go. People just go crazy for his bright blue eyes and are amazed at how alert he is. He takes everything in, listens, and looks around anytime we’re out. The women at the daycare at the gym love him and they all get excited when Riley strolls in. It’s nice that I can trust them with him so Andy and I can play racquetball for an hour and a half or two hours at a time and I can keep working on getting back in those skinny jeans, which still hasn’t quite happened.
Other than Riley’s daily developments, things have been pretty quiet around here. We had a nice 4th of July with our friends Marc and Ericka and their kids, just grilling, setting off a few fireworks, and hanging out together. Andy loves his rotation and we have started the process towards his residency match. We’ve made our list of programs and will continue to shuffle things around over the next few months as we look into each of the programs, the cities, the hospitals, etc. more deeply. We have friends coming into town this weekend (yay for Tyler and Matt) and then head to San Francisco in two and a half weeks. I’m a little nervous about flying across the country with the baby, but all I can do is be prepared and hope for the best. Things have been so busy lately that I forgot today was Bastille Day (which I never forget). Andy texted me earlier in the day and asked what kind of French feast I would be cooking (as I always do) and I felt dreadfully sheepish telling him I forgot about Bastille Day. Even on the island, I cooked for Bastille Day! Oh well, c’est la vie. I hope everyone else had fun celebrating la chute de la Bastille aujourd’hui!
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