Now with more busy

If we're not friends, you don't know.

The last Bobs will be here sometime next spring.

Consider this your final warning.

Sorry, I Don't hang out much here anymore-

There's just waaaaaaay more going on with little bobs than big. I'll attribute that to the BIG Bobs never getting to do anything fun together, it's all doctor's appointments or toddler wrangling.

This is something that doesn't belong in the little bobs domain though, so here I am!

I need to remember to be grateful for what I have.

I keep thinking, "Holy CRAP I can't wait for you to tell me what you want rather than grunting and shrieking at me." Trouble with that thought is: Mags is telling me what she wants, as best she can. Honestly, what she can say now is 100% better than what she was saying 12 or even 6 months ago.

I need to remember that.

I also need to remember that it's a hell of a lot harder for her to keep learning those new words and exercising her head meat using them is a lot of work. She's getting it done though. We're closer to the end than the beginning at this point, she's adding words to her vocabulary and repeating words that we say to her.

I'm pretty sure she and Ms Mary will have both earned a cake at the end of all of this.

I only hope...

I am having a moment. I knew would come. It's 3:00AM, I last woke at 12:30PM the day before. It was only a 45m nap.

You cried. You screamed. You're awake. I am too. Neither of us are getting any sleep.
Some day, this will be a blur, but for now; I only hope, that I live long enough....

Our Family

I spent a lot of last night thinking about it. Sometimes I feel strange talking about "My Family" because- well it does. But all of that can and will wait.

I'm not quite sure how I want to deal with visitors after the babe gets here. I've been told that people will want to come over and see her, hold her, booooooond with her. In all reality I'm fine with that- as long as it's on my schedule. Matt and I need to get in to a routine. We need to get to know this little person and she needs to get to know us.

I'd like to be able to come home, shower and sleep at my leisure. Now, I know that that sounds ridiculous. Who really has time for that with a newborn? But I don't want to have to worry about asking people to leave because I'm tired or upset or just plain overwhelmed. And while I appreciate that most people could and would take the hint and go- what do I do if someone doesn't? Do I ask Matt to politely and quietly tell everyone to go? Or should I try to keep it together long enough to ask them to leave?

While talking to my dad last night I mentioned that I wanted to wait until after I'd worked through the potential baby blues before having visitors over. He said that probably wouldn't be possible. Asking people to wait a week before seeing the baby might not go over well. So I guess for now I pray that the hormone crash isn't terrible and possibly over before I leave the hospital. And I hope that people understand that when I ask for my space- respect that I actually need it.