Happy Halloween everyone! I hope everyone has a great day. It’s on a Saturday which makes it a prime time for parties and it’s also the World Series and the Phillies are playing in it. Yeah Phillies!
Lovey Girl is a pumpkin. Ooh that Corona got in the picture
. Mommy the big spender got her outfit at T.arget (ooh la la). Next year we’ll hit a consignment store and get a mega spiffy one. I couldn’t see the point of it for this year since she’s not walking yet or anything, but when she’s walking and has a better understanding of it then I’ll go all out.
Lovey Girl sporting Daddy’s hat while she hears ALL (and I do mean all) about the Phillies.
I got my hair cut today. I got bangs cut. I’m still getting used to it, but I think I like it (I can’t change it now so I’d better like it). I have’t had bangs in, um, about 10 years. Tomorrow I’ll be subjected to the in-laws (again!). I just saw my MIL two weeks ago!
Warning to those waiting to bring a baby home. Once that baby is in your life your parents may want to be very involved and all of the sudden you have parents visiting what feels like every weekend. Unless of course you have siblings who have already supplied grandchildren and that grandchild void has already been filled. In our case Jameson is an only child and my brother and his wife don’t have children yet so Lovey Girl is well loved and adored.
Yesterday I went into my old office while my mom babysat LG. It was a day of mixed feelings for me. My old desk was still exactly the same. NOTHING had been cleared away, even old post-it notes. The wall along my cubicle had pictures of LG that my office mates had printed out on the color printer (aren’t they sweet?). I cleared out my desk and I found a book that I had filled out during my lunch break and down time called “While I Was Waiting” and it’s a journal type thing meant to be filled out by the waiting parent for the child to read when he/she is old enough. Wow, it brought up so many feelings. I’m amazed at how different my life is now.
Anyway, I emptied my desk, but I have to go back for some stuff. I had my old MRI’s from DR visits pre-MRI on CD and my old yoga mat from when I did yoga during my lunch break for many years. I went out to lunch with my dad and my brother just like old times. I chatted with everyone and they all wanted to know about motherhood. What could I say? Being a S.AHM isn’t that interesting. I hardly had anything to share. Who wants to hear about the baby book club we belong to or my forays out to the Li.ttle Gym? Not really interesting stuff. I had to laugh at myself. I actually got “dressed up” to go into the office and by dressed up I mean I put on my spiffy jeans, a nifty jacket, and a cute top. My dad even commented that I looked very stylish
hmmm.
I also went to F.idelity because I rolled over my 401k and had to decide how I wanted to invest it. Decisions, decisions. It’s so hard to know because I have no idea how my health is going to be. I’ve recovered and I’m feeling great, but I have no idea about returning to the work world. We have talked about a brother or sister for Lovey Girl in a few years. Would I be too old? I’d be 37 or 38 depending on how long we waited. I was thinking about all that as I considered my retirement money and how risky I wanted to be (sigh). So many things are unknown. The unknown is a good and a bad thing. I wouldn’t want to know everything single thing that was going to happen to me with the exception of health stuff. Really if I had no health issues I wouldn’t think about any of this. I’d just go along like the happy go luck kind of girl I want to be.