Xbox FTW

Week Thirty-Eight/Fifty-Two

"A portrait of my child(ren) once a week, every week, in 2014"

 

I feel a little guilty that this series of pictures isn't of us at the apple orchard. Or outside skipping through the grass in the yard. Or taking a walk. Or reading a book. But nope. That's not how this week has gone.

 

This week I have done everything I can to just rest. Just close my eyes for a few minutes during the late afternoon and refresh. (The cruel reality is of course, that when the baby is napping, I'm amped up on about 60 ounces of coffee, and couldn't sleep if my life depended on it)

 

This week, multiple times a day, I have tried to get this little guy to sit and watch TV. I tried to get him to watch a video on my phone. And I have seriously considered going cold turkey on the breastfeeding gig he's got going for himself. Because while I feel like I have exhausted all of the standard excuses as to why he's still not sleeping through the night (teeth, head cold, more teeth, a cough, gas, reflux, teeth, and more teeth) I'm slowly accepting that he's plain old addicted to...well...the boob.

 

But I'm suffering. I forgot my two middle kids at school the other day. I'd like to blame it on a  million other things (but not teeth, gas, teeth, or reflux), but in reality I just forgot. And I blame my forgetfulness on my sleep deprivation.

 

All of this to say, that this week, I threw in the towel. And if he knew how to actually play the Xbox...I'd have totally let him.

 

Overalls for the Win

Week Thirty-Seven/Fifty-Two

"A portrait of my child(ren) once a week, every week, in 2014"

I am trying to convince myself that it is indeed the overalls that are making the little man look, well, old, and not the fact that he turned sixteen whole months on Sunday. Still sleeping like a newborn, but looking so much more like a toddler.
Not cool. Not cool at all.

I am joining Jodi and her 52 Project at Practising Simplicity  http://www.practisingsimplicity.com   

One More Time

Deciding to shave my head (again) this month, (read about our June shave here) for childhood cancer research, wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. But it was pretty dang easy. Because it is September after all. And September is Childhood Cancer Awareness month. And I did love my bald head. And my hair is getting kind of long. So I figured one last push to raise money for Childhood Cancer research is a solid focus for September. Any donation received this month and I will gladly shave my head again. Because hair grows back, but kids don't.

 

To donate to St. Baldrick's and help fund/find cures for childhood cancer please click HERE

 

 

 

 

Adjusting

Week Thirty-five of Fifty-two

"A portrait of my child(ren) once a week, every week, in 2014"

This week is about adjusting for me and the little guy. The three older kids are enjoying school and will actually attend for four days this week! Meanwhile he and I are left behind at home. Alone. And it is an adjustment. He misses them. I miss them. He is clingy. My ears are ringing from the silence.

But we will find our groove for sure, we always do. Yesterday I baked brownies and chocolate peanut butter chip cookies. The day before I napped. Today I'm eating bag after bag of chips. Still working the groove thing out, but it'll come.

I am joining Jodi and her 52 Project at Practising Simplicity  http://www.practisingsimplicity.com 

The Way of the Lazy (Christmas Program, and Maybe More Shaving)

Holy shit I napped today. Straight smack dab in the middle of the day. Straight smack dab in the almost middle of the week. The three bigs were at school (hallelujah), and the baby was napping for more than 30 minutes (more and more hallelujah). So I started to knit. And think about what I should be doing besides knitting a scratchy yellow blanket-scarf-type-thing that will spend the rest of its days on a shelf in my closet.

So I was thinking, and knitting and thinking about how I was, according to me, supposed to be writing this month's blog post about a non-profit organization that could use some help. And naturally I had to lay down on the couch and close my eyes to think better.  But great geese it is September. And for the love of tempura paint and textbooks I'm tired. Like tired since 2003 tired. And so because September, and because I'm 2003 tired, I fell asleep.

And now I am here. At 11:00 PM, listening to my husband snore through the baby monitor, which incidentally has got to be one of the most annoying sounds in the Universe. Yet because my thoughts about blogging never made it very far today, and once I have one mid-day, almost mid-week nap, it's likely it'll happen again, I'm calling a truce with myself this month (and again) and taking the quick and easy way out. For now.

I have hope that in the next couple of weeks I'll find another organization to post about. Although in the spirit of my laziness, I may just try to talk said husband into reintroducing our St. Baldrick's campaign (read posts about that HERE and HERE). After all, September is Childhood Cancer Awareness month, and my hair is getting really long, so maybe...

Regardless. This amazing organization (which I wrote about HERE) came across my Facebook feed earlier today, with some very tangible Christmas Program needs. So I thought I would revisit and repost about the Maine Children's Home for Little Wanderers again, with the hopes that some of you may take a peek at their Christmas Program needs and maybe make Christmas for one of the 1,700 recipients a little brighter this year. For a complete listing please click HERE

All the naps, all the thanks and all the thoughts of Christmas to you!