We're here!

We made it. The drive wasn't too bad. I took some good pictures that I was going to use to cleverly narrate our trip here, but we don't have our own computer and I don't want to download my pictures to a public computer or someone elses.

Anyway, we've been in Utah for about a week and we're having a good time. Jerry has worked everyday (including this weekend) but I've been able to see lot's of family and friends.

I hope you are all enjoying the end of summer!

And we're off to Utah!!

Yes, we're driving to Utah. From Georgia. Because we are crazy!!!

If you are in Utah, give me a call. We can play. We're probably staying up AF canyon, so if I don't answer my phone it's because I have no reception. So leave a message after the beep and I will call you back!

I think I have an anxiety problem

Whenever Jonah doesn't take a nap, or doesn't fall asleep withing an hour of when he should at night, I totally freak out, and I don't know why!

I know that being a parent means being the definition of patience and flexibility, but for some reason, I cannot relax about this one thing. Luckily Jonah does take a nap and fall asleep when he should about 90-95% of the time so it's usually not a problem. But when he doesn't take his nap, I get super ornery, sometimes cry and basically feel totally helpless, angry, sad, and mostly anxious. Almost like I'm going to have a panic attack. It isn't just being pregnant either. I've been this way since he was born. Nothing else bothers me this way.

I know it isn't a big deal. He is a great sleeper and he gets plenty of rest. So why do I let it affect me so deeply?

Jonah smelling socks

Jonah has started smelling his socks. I really have no clue where he got this idea. I don't smell socks (I'm pretty sure). Jerry doesn't smell socks. Anyway, pretty cute. sorry the video is sideways, I'm not very smart:)

random thoughts, since nothing is going on

The other day, my husband told me that I looked like an orphan. Granted, I was peeling potato's and was all in my grubbies, but then again, I am always in my grubbies these days. Have I really turned into THAT stay at home mom? It's so sad. My mother taught me better than this. My mother wears lipstick to bed and make-up to the gym. It's just so hard to want to spend time getting ready in the morning (precious time I'd rather spend with Jerry, who is only home 3 hours before he leaves for work and doesn't get home until I'm asleep) just to stay at home all day with my son. Literally, Jerry takes our only car to work, I don't leave the house.

Yet, I can't help but know that spending day after day in my grubbies is not helping the way I've been feeling lately. I've been a little down which is understandable because I don't get post-partum depression, I get pregnancy depression.

I know that I shouldn't be to hard on myself, there is no need to spend hours everyday trying to look perfect, that isn't what I mean. Jerry says he doesn't care how I look and I know he means it. I think it's important to look nice for your husband, but this isn't about him. I have always strived to look nice for myself, not for others. I really don't care what others think about the way I look. Looking nice helps me feel good. Anyway, I'm having a hard time finding a good balance between a complete homeless look and beauty queen.