May 9th, 2011

It's been a little while since my last post and since my mom is home sick today, I need to update my blog so she can be entertained for a moment.

Mason and I have been busy as usual.  We've been out and about shopping, going for walks, and visiting family.  Yesterday he was one month old.  I can't believe how fast the time has gone and I know that the next three months are just going to fly by.  I have to admit, it's pretty awesome being a housewife.  On Friday I went to the nail salon to get pedicures with my girlfriends, Tabitha, Pam, Kayla, and Tatiana.  I mean how awesome is it to get a pedicure at 11 AM on a Friday afternoon?  Who does that?  Housewives do, that's who.  Ugh, I am going to hate going back to work.  Let's be clear though, I will miss the pedicures but above everything else, I am going to miss my little Mason.  It's hard to imagine women having to go back after 6 weeks.  I couldn't do it.  I think I would have to quit my job.

Mason is growing like a weed.  Every day Carter comes home from work and says, he looks so much bigger, he really does!  He still eats like a champ.  Last night he went 5 hours in between feedings!  Hopefully he starts spreading them out permanetly.  The previous two nights he went 4 hours.  But then after those big stretches, he reverts back to 3 hours.  Hey, it's better than nothing.

My little milk machine has turned into a real pacee baby.  If he's awake and he's not in the car, stroller or moving around, he has to have his pacee.  I'm a little nervous that he can't be awake with out it, but I feel better when I hear stories of other mom's who have kids that have to fall asleep with one and wake up everytime the baby spits it out.  Luckily, Mason doesn't have to have it to go down to sleep.  He just really likes to suck.  I am hoping that the older he gets and is able to actually play, he will be distracted and not want to pacee any more.

I am really ready for the next two week to fly by because at that point I will be cleared for exercise.  I've been walking but I really need to kick it into high gear since we will be going to Destin the last week in June.  Luckily, breastfeeding is the best diet ever and I only have a little over 10 pounds to go.  Although 10 pounds isn't a ton, I don't fit into ANY of my clothes.  I am way too small for maternity and my jeans don't quite fit (I have to use a hair band to close the button).  I'm just a little chubby in the belly and thighs and I know I will loose it quick if I can start to really exercise.  I am not about to go out and buy any clothes since I know I won't stay this size and I'm over wearing the same three shirts and three dresses over and over.

Well daddy is home and we need to have dinner and get some stuff done around the house.  Be back soon!