Home Sweet Home

We are finally home!! I won’t bore you with the details of our trip, but let’s just say it was a rough couple days. Chris & Daphne were both sick (I spoke too soon in my last post) and none of us got any sleep. Anyway, hopefully we can get Daphne back on her schedule soon and life will return to normal.

I was thinking earlier about how much our lives have changed in the past year. On Dec. 31, 2006 Chris was employed with a different company, I had a job I absolutely hated and didn’t have any idea I was pregnant, Daphne was a mere zygote. Now Chris has a new job, I’m unemployed and spend practically every second either caring for, or thinking about Daphne. Motherhood so far has been easier than I expected. I’ve only had a couple moments where I’ve wanted to pull out all my hair (one of those moments was on the return trip home Saturday during our overnight stay in Hattiesburg when at 4:00 AM after another night of no sleep and crying/gassy/poopy baby I proclaimed, “I’m never traveling with this child again!!” and just laid down and cried with her. I really wanted to scream, but figured hotel guests might think someone was being murdered in the room and call the cops. And I wasn’t in the mood to deal with small town Mississippi hotel employees and police.) Not that Daphne isn’t a high maintenance little girl (I can’t blame her, she gets it from me), I’ve just dealt with the challenges better than I thought I would. I think some of that is due to my age. Chris & I had been married for 11 years and together for a total of 16 years when Daphne was born. If we’d had her right away, Chris & I would have killed each other. We are much better parents now that we are older and have worked through some of our own issues. And I’m sure it’s easier on us because we only have 1 kid. We are thinking about trying for Baby #2 sometime this spring, or summer. (I don’t want to wait too long since I’ll be turning 35 in August. Not that I’m really thrilled about having an infant and a toddler at the same time, but I don’t want to still be trying at 40.) I’m sure that if we do have another baby soon that I will pull out my hair and need to be on Zoloft or something. Let’s just hope that Baby #2 will sleep well, not be as particular as his/her big sister and will take a fricking pacifier (but that’s a whole other post).  My luck I’ll have twins.  And then I will need to be medicated.

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