The boys are 10 months old today. Here are some photos I took this past weekend in Vegas: Max standing in his "tie chair" being naughty, Max playing with Grandpa and Alex trying to get to his cheerios. The quality isn't great as I took them with my Blackberry, but oh well.
I can't believe how quickly the time has gone by. I keep telling myself that I will write things down, print photos, make a scrapbook, something, so that when I look back on this sleep-deprived time with fresh eyes that I can recall what happened. Other moms have scrapbooks and albums and well thought out photo collages. I have a Google web album with 1000 photos, 200+ of them shared with close friends and family and a drawer stuffed with my favorites of the outfits they've outgrown. I have this nebulous idea in the back of my mind that it would be cool to have quilts made out of the old outfits at some point in the future. What is the chance that this will happen? Anyone want to make bets?
I need to update my calendars. I have two "first year" calendars; one for each boy. I didn't get them until they were 5 months old, so they begin in February 2010. I keep forgetting to mark down the important stuff. All I have to do is write in the little calendar boxes, or, better yet, use the enclosed stickers for "firsts". I already missed using half the stickers, "homecoming", "first smile", "turns over" and I've forgotten to put in a lot of the stickers because I didn't think about it at the time, "crawls", "stands supported". Some will never be used, "first religious ceremony" and others, well, who cares, really, "1st doctor visit" and then six "doctor visit" and "inoculation" stickers follow. I'm supposed to record the day they got shots in the "first year" calendars? Besides, I already have that information in the immunization records.
I suppose that I should go back through the APA forums and search for some of my old posts and copy them here. Like the story of Max saying "mama" for the first time. But I've just been distracted by what was obviously the sound of something falling and glass from the kitchen and, even though I've wandered around the kitchen for 5 minutes, opening the dishwasher, fridge, looking in the garbage can, I can't for the life of me figure out what it was. This has become my life now. I have excellent intentions, but the distractions are getting the best of me. And the fact that the clock says 9:46 p.m., so in my head I'm calculating...if I go to bed right now and fall asleep in the next 14 minutes, I can get 8 hours of sleep. Assuming neither of the boys wakes up in the night, or at 5:56 a.m. as Max tends to do, and if I don't read or check email or Facebook. I'm currently reading several books. "Bright Sided" by Barbara Ehrenreich (not as good as "Nickel & Dimed"), "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire", well, actually, "Harry Potter et La Coupe de Feu", as I'm re-reading it in French, two books about raising twins, "Finding Oz", the latest John Irving, and a book about Joni Mitchell, Carole King and Carly Simon that I'm not enjoying nearly as much as I thought I would.
Dang. 9:56 p.m. I'm never going to get 8 hours in now. And I never did update the calendars. Oh and I was going to upload some photos.
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