After an unintentional two year hiatus (seriously where has the time gone, that is frightening), Blonde Mommy is BACK. I have picked her up by the top knot, given her a glass of wine and charged up the old faithful MacBook. Not real sure where to get started so let’s just start with a little life update.
New Man on Campus
That’s right, Pax has a little brother! His name is Roman and he is 2 months old. Overall he is a breeze, he’s even joined me for a mani/pedi. It has been quite an adjustment but Pax has handled the transition MUCH better than expected. He has nicknamed him Baby Ro and is obsessed with him. I wish he’d be obsessed with not waking the poor little guy up every time he falls asleep, but hey at least he’s not shoving Lego’s in his mouth. If you creep back through the handful of posts I managed to crank out before taking a leave of absence, you’ll see they are all about Paxton’s sleeplessness. Unfortunately we are still very much fighting that battle, why that child hates sleep so much will forever evade me. I mean literally the newborn sleeps better than the 3 year old, I didn’t even know that was possible.
Well, sort of. After almost 2 years we finally began renovations on our house. We got most of the interior done, moved back in one week after Baby Ro was born and should be starting the exterior within a couple of months. I’m going to take this moment to strongly suggest you not even consider moving that soon after delivering a baby. Obviously I was not physically participating in the moving process but let me paint a little picture for you. Floor to ceiling boxes in just about every room in the house, no idea where any of your stuff is, construction workers coming in and out of every room in the house, one week old who does not want to be put down or held by anyone else (omg what box is the damn Bjorn in), no sleep, very needy threenager, no sleep, clothes don’t fit, lactating, bleeding, mastitis, visitors, no sleep. I ended up hiring someone to unpack for me and it was the best money I’ve ever spent. I will also forever be indebted to Paxton’s amazing babysitter and my parents who always seemed to show up right before I collapsed in a sweaty puddle of hormonal despair. Stay tuned for pictures!
If you’re still with me, thanks for hanging in. It’s been two years since I’ve put finger to keyboard and I’m a little rusty.