Instead

As Lawson approaches two months of age, (he was officially 8 weeks old yesterday...seriously?) he is getting a little more predictable as far as a schedule goes. I'm not trying to force any kind of schedule on him because I still have over a month and a half before I go back to work, but I've noticed that he is developing one of his own. And as sure as I type this, that schedule will go out the window and he will completely surprise me with a new one, but oh well.

He wakes up for the day around 9 a.m. (he goes to bed around 11:30 p.m., wakes up at 3:30 a.m. to eat and then goes back to sleep around 5:30 a.m.) and he usually takes a short nap in the late morning for about an hour and then a long three-hour nap in the afternoon with a few cat naps in the evening. Knowing this, I had big plans for myself during these nap times the past couple of days. I was going to pick up around the house, download some books to my Kindle, blog, continue catching up on The Young & the Restless on DVR (I'm still watching shows from the middle of October...and it's getting gooooood), do no less than four loads of laundry, take a couple of showers (not all at one time, silly), read, write thank you notes, etc.

Instead, I did none of those things. Well, I showered. Once.

Instead, while Lawson did take those predicted naps over the past couple of days, he did not sleep on his own. Instead, little man decided that he was going to go through a hungry period, which he does from time to time, and a clingy phase, which he has been known to do as well. So for the past 72 hours or so, I've spent all of my time nursing and holding my baby boy. He has not wanted to nap unless it has been on my chest (or Justin's for a couple of hours) and I was unable to accomplish anything on the list above that I felt would have been productive ways to spend my time. Instead, I mastered doing necessary tasks with one hand, like feeding Maggie, and I ate Cheerios for dinner since a bowl of cereal was the easiest thing to "cook" and eat with one hand.

I wasn't able to check anything off of my list, but I held and cuddled with my baby that is growing way, way too fast. And you know what? I wouldn't have had it any other way.

I apologize.

I'm trying not to suck at this whole blogging thing. How is that working out for me? Meh. Don't answer.

I have extremely good intentions about writing more. But, unfortunately, you cannot read my good intentions. Too bad, though. I have posts that are already in progress such as Lawson's birth story, a post about him at one month of age, and a post about the wonders of being a mother (the real, wonderful wonders and the ones that leave me frustrated at the time but smiling at the end of the day). I also have posts that are only written in my head. Those include a post about just how my relationship with Justin changed after having Lawson, which I was scared about, and a rivoting post about my boobs...in which I discuss breastfeeding. Hey, my life is all about being a mommy now, and since I'm breastfeeding, well, my life revolves around my boobs, as you will soon read about. Thrilled, aren't you?

I will also write a post about what was the scariest moment of my life--this past weekend when Lawson ended up in the hospital. Don't worry, he is absolutely fine now. More on that to come.

So you saw a new post and thought you would get to read more than my apologies and good intentions...well, you will. In the meantime, I'm off to ponder how to discuss my boobs in a blog-appropriate way.