Jaadyn is so sweet and listens very well and he and Sam play nicely, though Sam gets a little jealous when I have to pick up Jaadyn...but I know as time passes we'll all get used to each other. The extra money will be nice and will help pay for some plants and bushes and landscaping needs this Spring!
A new week with new faces and new routines...the morning went very fast....
TODAY:
7:30 a.m...I woke to Sam slapping me in the face and saying, "Ma, Ma, Ma" and pointing to the kitchen; the sound of the shower running (Matt); the beautiful sun streaming in my livingroom; and the prospect of the attachment parenting meeting at 10.
8:30 a.m...The phone rings, it's the plumber (we had sewage bubbling up in our downstairs bathtub). He won't make it to the house until noon (fine, because I can't be back until then because of the AP meeting), and he wants Matt's cell phone so he can call him when he's almost to our house...p.s. we can't use the 2-ply TP anymore, only the ARMY grade 1-ply. Yeah.
8:45 a.m...Matt requests that I bring him a cell phone charger because his phone is dead and he needs it to get the call from Grant, our plumber. I agree, and gulp my coffee as my morning has just been pushed up an hour.
9:15 a.m...Sam points at my breasts and makes the "milk" sign while saying, "ba, ba" as I put on a shirt and nod saying, "yes, that is where the milk comes from", in effort to distract him from the impending nurse. It works.
9:30 a.m...I struggle with Sam to get his diaper changed, and clothes on...then to brush his teeth. He particularly hates this these days...why, I can't figure out since he LOVED it just 5 days ago.
9:34 a.m...In the car headed to Matt's office to drop off the cell phone charger, listening to Jack Johnson, my new fave, and watching Sam dance in the rear view mirror.
9:45 a.m...Matt kisses Sam through the open car window as I hand him the charger and we zoom, zoom (really, we do, we have a Mazda!) out of the TFREC (Tree Fruit Research and Extension Center) parking lot.
9:55 a.m...Sam and I arrive at the church for the AP meeting... I am nervous and excited.
10:05 a.m...Sam plays with all the "new" toys as I sit in the rocker wishing I had brought my latest knitting project (socks for Sam, my first) and hope that atleast one person shows up.
10:35 a.m...My good friend Sara and her daughter Freya arrive and I am relieved that Sam and I don't have to spend the entire 2 hours alone in the nursery that has already bored him to tantrum! We chat and it is really nice to catch up with Sara (who is 3 months pregnant).
10:55 a.m...Amanda (yes, we have the same name) arrives with her son, Koa, 3 months. Amanda is the only person who heard the public service announcement on the radio and called me! She is 26 and Koa is her first baby. She is a sweet woman with a beautiful smile, though only 2 years younger than me, seems much younger. I really enjoy chatting with her and am so glad that she has become involved with our AP group.
11:15 a.m...Tricia arrives with no kids! Tricia is new to town like me, though from Texas. She has two African-American adopted daughters, Sophia, 15 mos. and Amelia, 2 1/2 yrs. She has a thick southern/Texan accent and is very loud. I enjoy her energy and smile. She seems to need to talk, a lot. I don't blame her after being here six months with few friends, non of them AP. I can relate.
12:00 noon...the mamas have left and Tricia and I clean up the room as Sam stands at the window pointing to the park across the street saying, "go, go, go" very fast and with a certain anxious tone that is very common these days. It is a gorgeous day so I decide that a few minutes at the park is deserved. (All in all, I think the AP meeting was a success and I look forward to the group growing. I know it will as this is a small town and fairly conservative for the NW. I know there are AP mamas and papas out there and as the fliers hang longer the radio announcements are read and reread, more AP folks will appear...I just know it.)
12:10 p.m...We arrive at the park to unexpectedly meet up with our friend Doug and his son Jaadyn (whom I will start watching next week). We play for a while and I decide it is time to leave when Sam tries to steal another kid's lunch!12:35 p.m...We arrive at home to find Matt and Grant, our plumber, outside watching the rooter splash sewage onto my recently planted Iris garden. I just nod my head, sigh, and head for the kitchen to prepare lunch. What can I do?
1:30 p.m...Sam is having quiet time, Matt is still helping Grant, and I am having coffee and reading the newspaper...some relaxation.
3:00 p.m...Grant leaves and Matt gives me the final verdict. TAMPONS! I don't even use tampons anymore and haven't for months! Even when I used them I NEVER flushed them! Who flushes tampons? And, Grant also restated that we can't use the nice TP anymore. Bummer.
3:30 p.m...Matt decides there is no sense in him returning to work and we sit in the living room and play with Sam, snack on some Trader Joe's Flax seed tortilla chips (YUMMY!) and really enjoy each other.
4:30 p.m...Sam can't stand to be inside anymore so we go for a long walk as a family. It is really nice and Sam gets very pooped as we walk (and so does he) nearly 1.5 miles.
5:45 p.m...I cook dinner...Curry Chicken and Rice with Raisins. Sam's favorite, though he burns his mouth on the first bite because I didn't cool it off enough. erg.
6:30 p.m...Sam is in his P.j.'s and we're laying down for bedtime. I love the early bedtimes now that naps no longer exist.
6:54 p.m...I sit down to check email and write a blog about today with a glass of white wine while Matt gets a movie.
7:29 p.m...I am writing this sentence and am ready to pass out from exhaustion. I think I'll knit some first though....
I have toyed with having some kind of handout or motivational quote for tomorrow...but then I think I should just let it be as it will....maybe a Hathor cartoon? I don't know. Anyway, I am quite excited to get this going! Send me good calm vibes for tomorrow!
Check out the website: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WenatcheeAP/
Our nights away were very enjoyable and very mellow and relaxing. We went out to dinner and had great Indian food one night, we spent 3 hours in a giant Goodwill and found piles of fabulous books, picture frames and goodies. We went to a huge asian market and explored the aisles of strange foods and fish. We drank wine and played scrabble...it was wonderful. Doug and Amy were friends of ours from Bozeman and we have a strange story...
I moved to Bozeman 1997 with my boyfriend at the time, Tim. We lived in a small apartment and after 8 months we broke up, but were still living together. I had a girlfriend I was moving in with, but hadn't found a place yet and thus hadn't told my landlord I was leaving. While at work one day ( a sporting goods store selling shoes) Amy came in and I sold her a pair of running shoes. She was wearing a mickey mouse t-shirt and we talked and she seemed pretty cool, but told me she was just in town for a few days to find a place to live for her and her boyfriend (Doug, who was in Alaska fishing). They would be moving to Bozeman that summer, 1998.
Later that day I was back at home, alone (my girlfriend and ex had gone camping together...it made me depressed...but they were just friends) when Amy appeared at my front door. She asked if there was an apartment for rent in the area. Mine was going to be for rent, but wasn't yet and we talked. I had not told her where I lived when I met her earlier that day...it was just random circumstance that she found my apartment.
She and Doug ended up renting our apartment that summer and then moving to a larger place upstairs in the same building where they lived the whole time there were in Bozeman. Well, in the fall of 1998 I was working for a retail store and hadn't seen Doug or Amy for a few weeks (we'd become good pals) and Doug came into my workplace and we started chatting. He asked what was new and I told him I was dating a new guy I really liked. Doug asked who and I said he probably didn't know him, but his name was Matt Grieshop. Doug did know him and he and Amy were good friends with Matt, in fact.
So, needless to say, the 4 of us have been great friends ever since then...nearly 10 years. We used to spend great times together in Bozeman. They moved to Seattle in 1999 or early 2000 and were very happy to hear we were moving to Wenatchee! We see them every few weeks now and it is so nice. Doug and Amy are the kind of friends you don't meet very often, but when you do you have them for life.
So my friends and family say, "don't try, just let it happen"...and it just isn't in my nature!! I try to be relaxed about it and not worry or hope or wonder...but it doesn't work. I stopped charting in effort to be more relaxed.
Anyway, "it" came today and I did have tears in my eyes...even though I know we just started trying and it will happen. It was a let down. Oh well, I guess this means more fun sex and lots of great drinks until the next egg comes!
I had my first member join through the website two days ago and it makes me feel positive.
We had a nice breakfast while listening to some calm bluegrass and read the paper. We went for a nice hike across the street and sat on a big rock and looked out at our valley for a long time. Sam sat on Matt's lap while Cyrus sat on mine! Sam was pointing out into the sky and talking away as he described to us the things he saw...it was perfect.
Matt worked a little in his room while Sam and I shopped for curtain rods and then I went to a matinee (Brokeback Mountain) with my girlfriend. All in all a very nice day.
I was able to catch up on a friend's blog from France. They bought a beautiful old farmhouse in the country and it looks so picture perfect.
