Let me announce that my darling son went down for his nap today without drama, stalling or me having to lose my cool. If everyday was like this, I would be the most relaxed mama on earth! Alas, I have a feeling there must be a disturbance in the universe, some lucky fluke that caused it so I'm not holding my breath for it to happen again anytime soon. I am also aware that this guarantees that it will be a major pain in the butt to get him to sleep tonight.
I think I've officially gone overboard on blaming things on pregnancy. I find myself using a pinch of a Southern accent suddenly this week & I don't know where it's come from so I'm blaming hormones. I don't know if they work that way, though. I've also been repeating odd phrases - saying things like "I'd watch so & so read the phone book" when I think they're a good actor. And keep in mind I spent a gazillion hours a day every day with a toddler so he's the one I keep saying this stuff to! He is learning way too much about my preferences for entertainment & unfortunately my baby brain truly is affecting my taste. We were driving around the other day & a song came on the radio that I enjoy - while bopping around to it, I found myself announcing "Ben, this is the single greatest song that has ever been written. You remember that!" The song? I Gotta Feeling by the Black Eyed Peas. Luckily, I was able to take it back but what it if it's too late & that was the moment that his brain officially started retaining the trivia that I routinely belch out?!? How do I undo this?
P.S. Don't get me wrong, I really do enjoy that song way too much for someone my age, boringness & with my lack of rhythm.
Another bonus for today was that I found the veggie bacon back in stock at our grocery store - it was practically overflowing the shelf so I'm a happy girl. Of course after all this anticipation there is a strong chance I'll have two bites of it & never want to taste it again. I also ate an entire bag of chips with a little tub of dip - I hope this craving ends soon because it really is making me hate myself, yet I can't say no!
Not much else to report so I shall return to my ever-loving-never-ending task of rolling balls out of Play-Doh & handing them to Ben so he can say "Ball!" & add it to the growing pile. There is a good chance I will chuck all four tubs of Play-Doh, which of course are no longer distinguishable in color just mish-mashed, in the nearest river before this day is over. I can only make balls & snakes out of it - I like to think if I had more time before someone snatched it out of my hands that I could make something more complex & creative but we'll never know!
So anyway, do come back tomorrow because I'll actually have something worthwhile to talk to you about. Hope to see you then!