My heart is so full right now. I am so excited to meet baby boy, but I am also nervous and a little sad about Ollie not being my only buddy all day long. (Right as I typed that sentence, baby boy kicked me consistently like five times in a row in a steady pattern, so I think he's giving Morris code for, "It will be fine! You'll love me!") Ollie is my best buddy. He is my little shadow. My magnet. I love it how he follows me around the house and plops down with his toys wherever I am...even if it's the nasty bathroom floor. I love that I get to experience every second of his life. See him learn new things. Be there when he says new things. Give him hugs and kisses. Be there for him.
Here is a little snapshot of what life is like right now.
7am: I woke up, talked with Jared, said goodbye as he left for work, read my scriptures, made some phone calls, and did some YW stuff.
9:15am: Ollie had woken up around 8:45am but was happy in his crib so...I just barely got him out. He has a huge smile on his face as he lifts his head up from his mattress and peeks at me through the crib slats. He asks, "Where's dadda?" and I reply, "At work," and he says, "Oh with the alligators." He then excitedly plays with toys he's forgotten about overnight, goes into his room and closes the door to do his morning poopy diaper :), I make breakfast for him (eggs with ketchup, sausage, a little bit of dry cereal, and some strawberries). He eats in his high chair as he looks out the window looking for the lizard that lives on the bbq and the kitty cat that sleeps in the corner of the yard.
10:30am: We take our time this morning and eventually leave the house to go to a plant nursery to decide on bushes to plant in our front yard. It is SO hot and we are dying of heat while only being outside for about 20 minutes. The girl at the nursery is really helpful and we decide on some bushes. We'll probably go back tomorrow to buy them and then Jared will plant them on Monday. On our way back home, we stop and watch some tractors, much to Ollie's delight.
12:00pm: We call Jared's sister to catch up, make lunch (avocados, Mexican scramble, cucumbers and ranch), play, read some books, and play "I'll race you to your room" for naptime.
2:00pm: Put him down for a nap after singing I love to see the temple, I am a child of God, and made up songs about a slide and swing that he requests often and smiles so big when they are sung. Right now my bump is a great seat for him...although I do get tired quickly so off to his bed he goes and I lay his three favorite blankies on top of him. I say, "Love you buddy, I'll be here when you wake up" and he replies, "Love you mom." I lay down for a little bit, reading things on my phone and then reading from this book because although I haven't mentioned it yet...we are struggling with Ollie spitting and hitting when he doesn't get his way. He was an angel up until a week ago. :( I've been praying hard to find a solution, and Heavenly Father has been slow in answering me, probably because I need to keep researching it and pondering it. I'm not a huge fan of spanking or timeouts, but more the Peaceful Parenting method. However, that method hasn't been very effective with Ollie recently so we are continuing to practice it while researching other methods. I know it's normal for toddlers to go through this boundary stage...but when you're in the thick of it, it's hard.
3:15pm: I hit my to do list and knock off a few things (balance checkbook, cancel newspaper subscription, do some baby prep stuff). I love the feeling of getting things done. I like to be fully present when Ollie is awake, so my to do list usually gets saved for when he's sleeping. I know this won't be able to continue once more kids come a long and/or nap times stop. But it works for now.
5:20pm: Ollie's awake. I get him from his crib and he excitedly runs to the couch by the piano to look out the window at the huge thunderstorm outside. He then says to me, "Come on mom (whistle)" and beckons me to come into his room. (I think he got the "c'mon (whistle)" from SLC since we do that to Bella sometimes. It kills me :)) We play with trains, he acts silly and pretends to fall over and over, and I try not to cringe when he steps on my super cute swollen right foot/ankle. My mind wanders to what I need to add to my "Pack in hospital bag" note on my phone and something I need to do next week, but I try to focus on playing with him.
5:45pm: I've already eaten my Thursday night "dinner" (Greek yogurt, graham crackers, peanut butter) (Jared works late on Thursdays and eats at work on those nights and so I take the night off from cooking :)) so I make some dinner for Ollie--popcorn chicken, peaches and jello, and he begs and begs for a popsicle (has been all day), so I
7:40pm: Jared texts me saying he's on his way home. He tells me he plans to paint our bathroom when he gets home. He and his friend Eric painted half the house on Monday and little by little Jared is trying to finish it. It looks like a brand new house. I love it. Ollie excitedly says "Dadda?" when Jared walks in the door. We love this time of day! We talk and play as a family for a little while. I can tell Jared's stressed from work. We talk about it for a little while and then Jared heads to the bathroom to paint. Ollie really wants to watch so we carefully make our way in there and watch for a little while. By this point it's 8:45pm so Ollie and I read books and scriptures, brush teeth, change diaper, see daddy one more time, say family prayer, and head to put him to bed. Jared continues to paint while I lay down for a while, and now I'm here. Jared just finished painting. I asked him if he really enjoys painting and his response is, "I love doing it because it makes our home look nicer." It's amazing what home ownership does to your soul. :) I'm really grateful for his hard work.
11:27pm: It's 11:27pm right now and I'm going to head to bed. Gotta get all the rest I can this next month. Good night!