Super Mom

I'm not really a super mom. My mom would say that I am. But that's what mom's are for...to boost their daughter's state of mind. However, sometimes, I do feel like I'm doing a pretty good job, figuring out what Cole needs. Today he obviously needs his nose wiped. A lot. And aspirated. Oh, how he hates that little bulbous snot funnel. But it works! Except when I forget how to use the thing and end up shooting snot back up his nostril...

The Lovely Boy

How is it that a little boy who was so whiny and clingy yesterday can be so content and happy today? He was in and out of the car all day today, stuck in his carseat a good portion of the day, and he only cried when it was time to eat. I was very proud of my little man!

Aarolyn and I tried on lots of shoes at Off Broadway today. It was so fun, going up and down the aisles, slipping our feet into the highest, most awesome heels we could find! This is one of the things that doing with a girl friend is much more fun than doing it with the spouse. Lee is a great shopper and is very patient with me, but I don't think he would have tried on heels with me...

I finally bought Cole a baby book last night. I got it from Amazon and I have high hopes for it. Right now, all his stats are being kept in a blog that I haven't published. I also bought Cole's Easter outfit today. He has a blue sweater with an argyle pattern across the chest, and blue plaid shorts, with little blue shoes. I hope it passes the "grandmother" test! :) Lee's a little worried about the shorts, but they are so cute, I think it'll work.

Finally, I have noticed that when I am tired, I start digging my fingernails or intensely rubbing various spots on my face. I don't know how long I've been doing this, but it's kind of weird. It hurts, but it kind of feels good and comforts me, I guess. So after this weekend of no sleep, I have a raw spot on the bridge of my nose, and my right temple has nail marks. You can say it. I know I'm pretty psycho...

Mondaze

I can't remember much about my day today. I know that I accomplished things. If I think really hard, I remember talking to my littlest sis on Facebook, talking to my middle sister on the phone, and leaving a message for my parents to call me back (I finally had to call them again...). I guess I also remember Cole had two dirty diapers (these make me happy...I know it's weird...) and he wore himself out in his Jumperoo and took a 3 hour nap afterwards. I also know that he was drooling quite a bit today and I put Lansinoh on his chapped chin, to keep the irritation at bay.

There was lots of other stuff I did today, like working, eating, and Facebooking. But, if someone asked me, "So, what did you do on Monday?" I'd draw a blank. By the time I thought of something to say, the moment would be past.