Scott went back to work yesterday and I was pretty nervous about going from the 3 of us down to 2…knowing that there will be no one here to pass the baby to if I need a break is a scary thought. I’m happy to say though that yesterday and so far today, this baby has been nothing short of an angel for me… I actually cleaned the house from top to bottom while she slept which even included cleaning the neon yellow dog puke off the couch that I was pretending was just part of the couch pattern. Yeah, I know, there is no pattern on a plain tan couch. Whatevs.
Now, I’m no dummy, I know that this precious squishy angel baby is just buttering me up and we will have our days when she spawns into a raging screaming-mimi debil baby, but there’s a small piece of me that’s really hoping that this is what the next 8 weeks will be like…
The tricky part is getting her strapped in the swing with the swaddle-me on but we’ve made it work. Oh, and yes, I’m still neurotic breath-checking momma when she’s in the swing…I drop what I’m doing every 10 minutes to make sure she’s still breathing because I am ridiculous.
Anywho, I must get back to
the Real Housewives of New York marathon the never-ending list of tedious stressful tasks of mommy stuff I must perform on a minute to minute basis while tending to my ridiculously needy baby.
Ugh, so demanding. 🙂