Mommy woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.

I'm having one of those days where every single thing annoys me. It started this morning. Peter left early to get coffee with a friend before work and so I made his lunch last night and tried to ignore the alarm as it went off early this morning. I planned on sleeping in, thinking since Simon went down late last night that he too would want to sleep in. yeah. He started to whine soon after Peter left and after a few minutes, I couldn't take it any longer I got up, not because I wanted to, but because I had to...because I'm a mommy. That irritated me. I started having these flashbacks to when I could sleep in and not be responsible for a child. I could have a lazy morning without having to change gross overnight diapers, warm up milk, make a little person's breakfast, change his clothes, etc. I just wanted to sleep for another 30 minutes, but no.

Since my son has been up he's been super duper clingy and has become my second shadow. When I'm irritated, all I want is to be left to myself and NOT be touched. Of course Simon wants only to touch and wiggle/cuddle with me. As I'm typing, he's half way on the computer chair, clinging for his life, trying to stay as close to me as possible...with me refusing to budge, hoping that he'll get frustrated and give up. Not happening. It's annoyingly cute. Of course he gets mad and frustrated (which annoys me even more) with me when I swat him away, he's a very determined little boy. And of course I start feeling guilty that I'm not in a let's snuggle kind of mood. I don't think I'd mind snuggling with him if he just lay.still!! but that's not how he snuggles. Today of all days, I just wish he would be willing to play by himself or be content with a movie or something. He's a wiggle worm the whole entire time...and that - yeah you guessed it - irritates me (today). I just want the weekend to be here...I need my favorite reinforcement to be here, my husband who my son adores and who doesn't mind being touched or tackled.

Hello blog world.

Blogging has seemed to be put on the back burner as of late. A few days ago it started to simmer and now it's boiling over and I'm finding the need to type away.  The funny thing is there really isn't anything on my mind that I want to blog about. I'm sure that will change once my fingers start to fly. Speaking of fingers, my hands are cold...and I have an extremely dry face.  I'd rather have a pimple then dry, flaky skin.  Ugh.  I think my new Neutrogena facial wash totally had it out for me.  That's the only thing I can think of, as our heat in our apt. building isn't even on yet!  I've been trying my hardest to get rid of my dry skin...even tried a peanut butter mask.  Ew.  We have family pictures on Sunday and I'm dreading it now.  Dry flaky skin, with makeup over it isn't the most attractive look.  Sigh. I have 51 hours until then.  I guess I'll just continue to use EVOO and Jojoba oil on my face while I'm home (which should be all day today...but not-so-much this weekend) to try and help the healing process along.  Must conquer.

We're househunting tomorrow...again.  I'm so ready for this process to be over and done with. 

Simon is learning slowly but surely how to talk.  I don't worry about his lack of speech, I know it's a lot easier for children to learn how to talk when they have other kids around them jabbering away.  Sadly, Simon doesn't have that privileged all too often.  So, yeah.  Not too worried.  But, I have to say when he does start to say things, it just makes us sooo happy.  Peter and I look at each other and just melt.  A few evenings ago, he learned how to say "touchdown" complete with his arms held up high to mimic the refs.  It's pretty cute.  I love how sweet his little voice is.  I could get used to hearing it all the time.  :) 

Since the Summer ended I've been really bad with reading.  It was so easy for me to escape to the balcony with the sun beating down on me with a bottle of water and a good book while Simon took his 2 hour nap in the afternoon.  I was able to read for a good long while, soaking up the sun, and reading with hardly any distraction.  Now that it's cold outside, I've lost all of my desire to read.  I tried curling up on the couch one day while Simonboy was napping, but I found that there was too much to distract me while indoors.  Luckily, I'm still able to listen to my audio books, which I find quite helpful when I'm cleaning or cooking.  Whoever invented audio books should get an award from the SAHM club. :)