Where to begin? Where to begin? That is the question. Right now I am trying to keep my head above water, and sucking in a little nasty salty water as I go along. Of course, overall, my life is great. And of course there are a few little bumps in the road. While I am in the middle of (still) experiencing them, they do not seem like mere bumps, but more like huge boulders
My career with Stella & Dot is going so great right now, that I think that is one thing that is helping me avoid swallowing the nasty salt water. I am in love with this job and am having so much fun! Yes, that's right. Fun while working! Since I am working right now, and only part time at that, it is making things a tad bit challenging around the house. No, not with my marriage, but with Davis. Does anyone know if there is such thing as 'Baby Boot Camp?' Anyone? No...oh, too young. Next month, maybe. So here we are again, starting over I feel with his good ole dreaded separation anxiety. This child is crazy! I set him down, he cries. I move across the room, he cries. I leave the room, we have entered a different playing field. You would think I have just beaten him. Screams of terror, gasps for breath, big fat tears are rolling down the chubby little cheeks. I don't think Davis could possibly get any more dramatic than this. (Please don't insert negative comment. That was my attempt at the glass is half full bit!) He is now going through this thing where he wants me to constantly pick him up or him tugging at me trying to get my attention. Oh yes, Davis. Trust me, everyone on our street knows you want my attention! Do I run to him and pick him up? No. He has me so stressed that I am mentally exhausted. Whew! I know, I know. Just when you get used to one thing, something new arises. I have that tattooed on my brain as many times as I have heard that lately. But that doesn't help me. I feel alone and helpless in this situation. I am now on Serenity Now Part 100,000,000! I am trying to be positive and tell myself that Davis is a healthy, for the most part happy baby and that loves me. A lot.
At the beginning of this week, though, I had a nice, wonderful break. I went to my monthly Stella & Dot meeting that was held in Shreveport, La, which isn't far from me at all. The meeting was great and I learned so much as well as met so many wonderful people. I love that the majority of these women are in the same shoes as me. Around the time that the meeting was coming to an end, someone asked me if I was going to make the trip back home. I answered that I think I am going to take this opportunity and get a hotel. You could give me a secluded padded room right now and I wouldn't complain. And that's just what I did. Not the padded room, the hotel. Alone with no noise. Just me, the TV, and was able to catch up on some work. Sheer bliss! Ready to get up and face the day again of incessant screaming! It was the much needed break that I was looking for. Can I do that weekly, please?