Freshman Year

So, I think the brunch was a success. 

At last count, we had 15+ babies, plus most of their Moms and Dads.

I think for the Dads it was a snapshot into "holy schizz, this is my life now" and "oh, thank god other babies spit up too"  and for the Moms it was a great way to introduce some of the new friends and babies who have helped us through the months of maternity leave.

I think I said once that being a new mom is like being a freshman in college.  You all show up knowing no one.  You know your roommate (aka, the baby), and spend the first few weeks asking people to go to the dining hall with you so you don't have to go alone.

If you are shy, like me, you just suck it up.  Even when you tremble with anxiety.  This is your life now.

Along the way, you find some true friends, or ones with true friend potential... and others that are just as nice, but you know you won't stay close when you move out of the dorm in the next year.

I'm moving out of the dorm in three weeks.  Work.  It's coming.

I hope I still have someone to go to the dining hall with.

Back online

I know, I know I have not blogged for awhile.  Guilty as charged.  We had a great trip to SC and GA for Thanksgiving. 

On the Sunday after Thanksgiving Susann and I had the honor of being asked to stand as our nephew's, Garvin, Godparents.  Garvin is a great little boy and we look forward to supporting his development as a Christian.

BREAKING NEWS BREAKING NEWS

I interrupt this regularly scheduled blog to  . . . .

inform you that Robbie just got his Mom good - I will leave it to her to tell how she got gotten.

We had the new Mommy's of Brookland over this morning for a Christmas drop in and as usual Susann was the hostess with the mostess.  It was great to see how many young kids and couples are in the area.  We are in the process of making some lasting friends.

What If...

What if you had a party and no one came?

So remember how I got all collegey and geeky about making new friends in the neighborhood? 

And I got over it and organized a meet-up at the local cupcake shop?

Well, those have been happening weekly.  And we've added group walks on Tuesdays.

So tomorrow we're hosting a holiday brunch for the neighborhood babies and families.  We've met almost 30 new parents through the meetups.

And I'm feeling all college-y and geeky.

What if no one shows?  At least we have a decorated tree?  And that'll leave all the red velvet cupcakes for me..

"We Be Rollin..."

"We be rollin'..."

TBD on whether Mom and Dad "be hatin'".

Tonight is the trial on no miracle blanket.

But what else are you supposed to do when you look down and see your baby stuck like this?

That's quite a bit of froggie cuteness.

(Oh yes, you are supposed to master tummy to back before back to tummy, but our little guy seems to have that reversed... so when he rolls, he gets stuck.  And starts wailing.)

SIDS

SIDS, ya'll.

It's for REALS.

But chalk it into one of those categories of "things that neurotic moms should worry about, but that this neurotic mom has tucked into the back of her mind because all the crap life has dealt her about babies is already going to happen...right?"

One of the first new mom meetups I went to in the neighborhood we spent almost an hour talking about SIDS.

AN HOUR.

Apparently it is most common from 2-4 months of age...

Don't do the bumpers on the bed (I didn't)

Sleep on the back (Got it)

Fan on in the room (Did it)

No smoking around baby (Got it)

And 5000 other things that apparently can make you crazy with worry.  They have monitors you can buy if you baby's breathing changes.  But they often have false positives, which would apparently have you waking up in the middle of the night with a false alarm.  Can you imagine that panic?

The first time Rob slept through the night was early on.  I sent Shawn in to get him in the morning just to make sure he was alive.

I have only compulsively have checked on his breathing five times or so?

Maybe that makes me a bad mom? 

I was out with my Greenville girlfriends this week and recounted a baby incident from this week...

Baby was hanging out.  Cat napping like he does in the middle of the day.   I look over and he's got his eyes WIDE OPEN.  But sleeping?  And I have a minute of "Oh schizz, my baby is dying of SIDS...right NOW."

He wasn't.

Motherhood can give you a crazy sometimes apparently.