The first week back to the "weekly grind" was H-A-R-D. I don't even work full-time and I was exhausted. Something about going back to work and normal life after basically a month full of holiday fun is really no fun at all. Good news is it's time for my Valentine's decorations to come out!
Which means we are also about a month away from Chris' birthday (February 18th). Every year we hem and haw about celebrating both his birthday and Valentine's Day. It's just silly to both of us to go spend tons of $$$ to go out somewhere nice twice in one week. So, Valentine's Day just doesn't get celebrated. Because let's be honest, we aren't not going to celebrate Chris' birthday. Come on, I'm frugal but not that frugal.
Same thing happens in May for my birthday. Mother's Day normally falls about a week to two before my birthday on the 19th. And then we have our wedding anniversary 3 weeks later. I swore when we picked our wedding date that Chris was NEVER allowed to combine the two to celebrate. But 5 years and one kid later, we all know that everything gets lumped together. It just makes sense. Maybe we should just pick one holiday to celebrate each year and rotate? My vote is for our anniversary this year, since it's the big 5 years!
And if we are talking about May, well then we can't forget April when the number one little dude in my life turns 2! I thought turning one was hard on mommy but really a one year old is still a baby. 2 is a full-blown toddler. Babyhood is GONE.
|Never too early to start chores, right?|
After further discussion, I realized that there really is nothing in the diaper bag I couldn't put in the clutch and throw in my purse. So, yesterday Luke and I ventured out without the diaper bag TWICE. #livingontheedge
On Friday night, the 3 of us went to dinner and Luke ate from a plate (no plastic mat I normally put down) with a spoon and drank his milk out of the straw cup the server brought him (no pouring it into a sippy I usually bring with me). #likeaboss
Turns out Luke is totally ready to pull on his big boy pants and start doing big kid things. It's me and my issues that have been holding him back. Yes, he's still a toddler but he certainly isn't a baby anymore.
|Big enough to have his own shopping cart - he wanted to buy everything!|
I have a feeling that this will be a recurrent theme in our relationship. Luke is ready for bigger and better things but mom thinks he can't handle it. Mom lets him try and to her surprise, he manages with ease. Sure, it's little stuff now but all these "baby steps" will eventually lead him right outside my house and off to college and an adult life of his own. Cue the tears! But for now... Baby steps, baby steps...
It's scary, but exciting.
And if I'm really honest, it's kind of nice to have my purse back.