On Friday I took Jasper in for his four month check-up. Heath and I always take guesses as to what he weighs and I was only off by two ounces. Go me! He did well during his appointment, giggling like a mad man when the nurse gave him his oral vaccine. He took the shots fairly well, he didn't cry as much as he cursed out those around him with angry baby babble. He konked out in the car as soon as we started moving and didn't wake up for a few hours. Unlike the last round of vaccines he didn't develop a fever later on. 

His stats are: 
Length: 27" 
Head: 44.5cm 
Weight: 18.5lbs

He's off the chart for everything except for his weight which is 95th percentile. ("So he's not fat!" said our pediatrician) We were given permission to try solid foods with him but I want to hold off for a bit. It just does't feel like the right time. 

This past week has been rough. Doodle (Jasper's most commonly used nick name) has been congested and coughing. Heath and I (but not Ruby) have been sick as well so the nights have been rough. At night, my blurry mind would wander and thoughts included, but were not limited to, the following: 



1. I'm tired.

2, What time is it? 4:00am? Okay. If I get him to sleep by 4:30 I can still get two more hours of sleep.

3. Things I need to even consider having a third child: More money, more time, bigger house, a wet nurse, personal chef, and a  night nurse. 

4. I am so grateful that Ruby is a good sleeper. I need to tell her this.

5. It's 4:30. Okay. If I can get him to sleep by 5:00 I can get an hour and a half of sleep.

6. My friends who told me that having two kids isn't twice as hard were totally lying.

7. So. Tired.

8. Is that how you spell tired?

9. Work is going to suck tomorrow.

10. *Random thought of the week* It would be really cool if Lego made models of the Duomo in Florence. I would totally buy that. 

Thankfully we've been able to get more rest this weekend, which is good because I was a little loopy and forgetful all last week (I don't function well on less than six hours a night). I'm feeling better today but Heath is not. Doodle is still not 100% so I am hoping that we aren't up a lot in the upcoming nights, thus repeating the exhausting cycle of last week. 

1. I'm back to work after four months of maternity leave. I spent a lot of time during my leave trying to to convince myself that staying at home with the kids was something that I wanted to do but realized it was more like something that I felt I "should" want to do. I've finally just accepted that it's not for me. I'm happy to be back, my co-workers are happy that I am back. It's all good.

2. I was offered a promotion but after a lot of thought I decided to turn it down. The raise would have been really nice, especially with the cost of two kids in daycare, but something just wasn't right and I decided against it. Instead I'll still be working on the price accuracy team but I'll also be working in a merchandising position. I'll also be full time rather than part time because, you know, daycare. 

3. Speaking of, the kids are doing well in daycare. Since we've returned to our former daycare Ruby has been reunited with her BFF/daycare boyfriend, Jessie and there has been basically no readjustment. Jasper has quickly become a star in the baby room, charming everyone with his cuteness and happy dispostion. Perhaps the best part of daycare is that we can put them in on Saturdays and go out and do things like drink alcohol, eat dinner, and shop with the greatest of ease. 

4. In recent years, every time I've had an extended time off of work or taken a vacation I get sick soon after returning and have to call in (which I HATE doing). The tradition continued last Monday when I came down with some crazy stomach thing. I woke up super dizzy and feeling so crappy that I almost asked Heath to take me to the hospital. After a lot of vomiting I peeled myself off of the bathroom floor and returned to bed. The dizziness was gone by morning but I was beyond exhausted. I called into work and then slept most of the day, only getting up to pump and eat some ramen. 

5. Since returning to work things have been pretty much bat shit insane. How the hell do people have time to get crap done??? I feel like I am constantly running around like a chicken with their head cut off to get even the most basic of things done. Evenings are spent trying to cook dinner (and failing), getting bottles ready for the next day, baths, laundry, pumping, etc. etc. And don't even get me started on the state of cleanliness of the house. Ugh. 

6. I get off of work just before 5:00pm and usually don't stop moving until at least 8:30 when I crash on the couch. Heath and I watch a couple episodes of something on the DVR, then I start willing Jasper to go to sleep and to sleep through the night, which has occurred two glorious times. 

7. I'm sure what seems like total chaos...Oh, wait. It IS total chaos! Anyway, I am sure that what seems like total chaos right now will become our new normal but right now it is all a little overwhelming. I wonder how I'll possibly have time to do the daily required things let alone things that I want to do. Strangely, my desire to create has greatly increased over the past few months but I've had little time to do much of anything besides make Ruby's halloween costume. Heck, this blog post has taken well over a week to write!