Mama Back At Work

i have been meaning to post something sooner, but my wireless mac mouse was dead. for like the past week. when it died, i thought to myself..this thing runs on batteries? thinking i had to go to the apple store and buy some fancy battery microchip thingy that was really expensive. to my surprise, while observing the mouse closely today and by pressing this little button on the bottom, i realized it only took AA's. stupid me. of course there were no AA's to be found. i searched long and hard. nothing. only D's for the baby swing and smoke alarm batteries. i looked around thinking, what can i steel batteries from? the remote controls! but what if i want to watch TV later.the wii remotes!! perfect. so now i have a live mouse with used wii remote batteries in them to continue on. thank you wii, you are a life saver! 

this weekend i worked. i have been for the past 3 weekends. it's been nice to get away and use my brain a little and socialize with people over the age of 14 weeks. not wear leisure clothes all day. well, scrubs. which hardly is an exception. jon brings B in to my work for lunch time. -lunch time now consists of me being the food instead of me eating. this is the best diet ever.-
 when B see's me, he gives me the biggest grin ever. i know he's just thinking boobies/food-no bottle. YAY! we go into the back office and feed. yesterday he fell asleep while feeding. that is when i wished we were home in the nursing chair so i could put him straight into the crib. instead i had to wake him up, which startled him. then he seemed confused on where he was. all these fluorescent bright lights, i can't blame him. 

weekends are good because they are only 8 hour days. i'm not away for too many feedings, and they are usually mellower. next week i go back full time. that is going to be hard. but i will figure it out and get a routine down for that too. 

jon says that b is the worst bottle drinker ever. he usually just keeps whacking it out of his hands the whole time, while crying. now B holds on to papa's thumb and pinky with each hand so there can be no whacking of the bottle. which helps a lot. he usually spills at least a half ounce of milk, either by not swallowing ever and letting it drip out the corners of his mouth, or by chocking and spitting it all over the place. either in jon's eye's, or his own eye, which i hear made him scream! so dramatic! towards the end of the feeding, B usually settles down and drinks. he even fell asleep for the first time with bottle in mouth. and when jon went to pull the bottle out, he would start sucking furiously again. we play this game on my boob too. this is probably where a pacifier would come in handy. which i refuse to give B. the less things to wean him off later, the better. 

right now the boy sleeps. jon left for SF at 4am this morning to work. it's just me and B. it is rainy and dark out today. i was hoping we could just cuddle up and watch movies all day. for some reason, i don't think it will be that mellow of a day. one day he will be at the age of cuddling. for now, it's squirm squirm squirm all day long. grunt grunt grunt. babbling babbling babbling. crying crying crying. maybe we will still go for our walk in the rain. a walk is the one place where B is completely still and quiet. it is so peaceful. he loves his carrier.

out like trout.