blogging flunkie (and where is spring?)

I’ve been seriously uninspired as far as blogging is concerned.  I don’t know if it’s the fact that Spring is taking its sweet time to arrive or if there’s just not much going on around here.  Work is kind of bringing me down lately and I’m anxious about what’s to come in the next few months.  Michael will be finishing his Master’s and looking for work.  We might have to find child care for Evelyn.  There’s just a lot of uncertainty in my world right now.  But, aside from really not being in the mood to write, things are okay ’round here.

We tried Playdough with Evelyn again.  I gave it to her a few months ago, but she didn’t like it.  In fact, she cried when we tried to get her to play with it.  So we tried it again and she had a lot  of fun with it.  I started following a blog called MamaOT and one of the posts suggested presenting the dough in little balls and showing her how to squish it and poke it.   It worked!!



We’ve been going to a new church for the past few weeks and the first time we went we ended up arriving way too early.  So, instead of going back home to kill time, we decided to take a walk by the river…


Evelyn wanted to climb the rocks.  She loooves rocks.  It was too funny when she tried to pick up some of these huge ones.


She also decided to blow her nose on every single one of her scarves and fabric scraps.  This kid makes me laugh every day.


I got my hands on this backpack carrier for around $30 at a local consignment shop.  Michael and I have been talking about the good old days when we used to go hiking all the time and whatever happened?!?!?  With this, we’ll be able to hit the trails again.  Time to dust off the hiking boots.


Hurry up, Spring!!

scenes from the weekend

Oh, the weekends are always too short!  We were busy this weekend.  My little sister and her boyfriend stopped by on Friday and we played some Settler’s of Catan.  Yes, I am a total geek.  Evelyn gave me quite a scare when she got startled by the cat and then cried so hard that she held her breath for way too long.  I eventually had to blow on her face to start her breathing again.  It scared the daylights out of me!

After my shower on Saturday morning, I came downstairs to this:

Ok, my child is playing with plastic storage containers.  The cool part about this is that I had just been talking to Michael about how I thought Evelyn was getting bored with her toys and was I considering buying her some new ones.  So, what did he do?  Yep, he raided the cupboards.  Seriously, why didn’t I think of this?  One of the missions of the education program I work for is to help parents understand that they don’t have to buy a lot of fancy toys to provide meaningful learning experiences for their children.  There are tons of activities you can do with everyday things that are lying around the house.  Case in point.  She spent at least 20 minutes exploring these containers.

Our Saturday afternoon and evening were spent with my Aunt and Uncle.  They were camping about 20 minutes from where we live and invited us to come and spend some time with them.

Despite the ominous clouds in the distance, the weather held out for the most part and we were even able to go for a swim.  I really thought that Evelyn would cry because the water wasn’t very warm, but she had a great time.

Michael had a little mishap and spilled a glass of red wine all over his shorts, an event that I’m sure my Uncle will never let him forget.  I really wish I had taken a picture!

Our Sunday was pretty typical…church, chores, and relaxing as much as possible.  I have a busy week ahead and honestly can’t wait for it to be over.  We have a family camping trip planned for next weekend, so I’m already looking ahead.

Tonight while I was looking through my camera’s memory card and saving some of the best pictures, I stumbled across some great ones that Michael had taken.  Just had to share 🙂

daddy’s girl

My husband is a stay at home dad.  Never in a million years did I think that I would be a working mom with my husband staying at home.  I honestly always wondered, “Who are these guys who stay at home with the kids?”  I grew up with a strong mother who, by all intents and purposes, was a single mom.  She had the luxury of a two income household with my step-dad, but she did almost everything…worked full time, did all the housework, took care of us kids.  Basically, she worked her butt off and never got a free moment to herself, much like many modern women.  My 19 year-old, Alanis Morrissette-lovin’ version of myself would probably think this is the stupidest statement ever, but sometimes I think that feminism messed things up for all of us.  (I’m sure that if anyone actually read this blog, lol, I’d probably get some nasty comments for that statement.)  But seriously, most modern women do everything their mothers and grandmothers did AND we work full-time.  But I suppose this could be a whole post on it’s own.

Let’s get back to my husband.  About 6 weeks into my maternity leave, he lost his job.  I was due to go back to work in 2 weeks and we were both a little devastated I think, though we weren’t completely blind-sided.  We knew that it was a possibility with some recent changes in administration at his work.  After much discussion and some careful consideration, we decided it would be best for him to stay at home with Evelyn and pursue his Master’s degree while I would go back to work as scheduled.

At first, I was relieved that we wouldn’t have to take Evelyn to child care.  At the same time, I was still nervous about leaving my little girl every day, even though it was with her daddy.  Having Michael at home has been a blessing in so many ways, but we’ve also had our struggles over it.  I would love to be at home every day instead of at work and he feels like he should be out earning money and taking care of his family in that way.  We both kind of envy the others’ position.  It’s hard for us to talk about it because we both end up with hard feelings, so we try to see the positives in the situation and know that it is only temporary.

When I first started back to work I would worry that Evelyn wouldn’t know me or that she would love him more than me.  But now that she is getting a little bit older and more interactive, it makes me feel amazing when I walk through the door at the end of a stressful day and her face lights up.  Her little body squirms with excitement and she starts to whine if I don’t pick her up soon enough.  It makes my heart melt.  At the same time, it has become so hard lately to leave in the morning.  I just want to be there with her. all. the. time.

For Evelyn, I know this is a wonderful experience.  She has been able to bond with her daddy in a way that I don’t think would have happened if he had been working every day.  For that I am truly grateful.  Her first utterances were “da da da” and I am completely ok with that.  After all, she and I talk about her daddy all the time.  I’ll ask her, “Where’s Daddy?” and she turns her head to look for him.  Watching the two of them has been so much fun for me.  Michael has taken on his role with an enthusiasm I could have never imagined.  He takes care of everything around the house, makes sure that Evelyn gets plenty of educational experiences and interactions (we both have an early childhood education background), and he’s even been taking a picture of her every day as part of a 365 photo project.  He posts them on facebook every day with silly captions and has developed quite a following of family and friends.

Depending on the day, I suppose I’d tell you that this situation isn’t ideal…or maybe I’d say that it’s perfect.  It’s unexpected and not what we’d planned, but that’s where life happens and we’re making the most of where we’ve found ourselves.