(exactly my feelings asher)I really dont know. ... all i am sure of is that it is running rampant through my body this week.
i am unsure if i have ever felt this level of stress.::::
setting a wedding date.
planning an unexpected move.
planning my mom's unexpected move.
my grandfather pop passing away.
my parents leaving me with both nutso dogs for a week while they drove to the funeral.
wedding plans.
work. enough said.
money. enough said.
looking for a part time job, so i dont have to drive to pcmc 3 times a week.
asher teething. enough said.
mya teething. molars. enough said.
trying on wedding gowns with a "post baby body". no bueno
losing a close friendship. mourning it. and moving on.
separation anxiety (me.. not asher)
dads. that just cant get it together. even as a grown up.
leaving work on Wednesday night because asher had steam rolled into the entertainment center and hit his head.. and me being crazy, thinking he for sure had a brain injury of some sort.
jared back to work and not around to calm my heart as much as he once was.
traffic.
baby weight (yes i still refer to it as that. . . 8 months is still not enough time to lose it all)
bills.
bills.
bills.
ugh.
im done. it feels good to list all my stresses. . though i could go on and on and on. i dont want to bury myself in a hole that i cant get out of .. so this list will suffice for now.
life is moving along..
Asher is laughing lots and steam rolling all over the place. he has started sitting on his own this week... which is quite hilarious to watch. he thinks he is quite the big man. . .
Mya and Asher are becoming the best of friends. first thing mya does when she gets to our house is crawl to where ever ash is.. and say "hi".. in her little asian voice. ... which asher replies in his manly excited voice "hey"..... she seems to find fulfilment in pushing all the bottles of soap and shampoo into the bath tub... one by one.. when I am giving asher a bath. . . or just plain talking to each other in baby talk when we are in the car.
Mya has been crawling like a maniac... attempting to start a friendship with neige.. who will have none of it! i think asher will be crawling any time now. which im sure will equal more falls and more bruises (thanks ariel for talking me out of freaking out when asher fell off the bed a few weeks ago)...
now look at that... this post started out so stressful and is ending so nicely. thank heavens for my "nancy boy" (asher) and my "craisan/crazy asian" (mya)...
good things. good things.a few of our randoms::
(fell asleep on grandma)
(trying to make the same "happy" face)
(lounging in bed)
(middle of the night)
(loving his stroller)
(our family in las vegas)
(what las vegas means to a 1 year old. nap)
(ragin asian)
(gleeee)
(on the strip in lv)
(happy st patricks day)
(8 months old... "dont put your hand in your cake ash".. followed by him crying due to startle:)
(my helper. assisting with dishwasher unloading)
(happy 7 months)............................................
sigh. life is good. even with stress. :)
1 comment:
Good to get it out! Asher is SO handsome. I love the stoller, happy, hood picture :) Thanks for the update.. I was going through withdrawals. Asher can't text me to tell me how he's doing :)
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