Our last day....

Well the time has come that I go back to work and Antonio goes to daycare. Ugh. I have been dreading this in someway since the day he was born. However, I never imagined I'd be lucky enough to be home with him this long. I feel so blessed. However, tomorrow is our last day home together. Thursday and Friday I am dropping Antonio at daycare even though I don't actually go back to work until Tuesday, April 6th. I think it is more for me than Antonio. I figure that way I am not making the heart wrenching drop off the morning I go back to work. I'll be a wreck that day regardless but maybe, just maybe it won't be so hard this way. I can go home and cry if I want to. However, my plan is to drop him and then head to the gym and put some of that emotion to good use. Oh and get myself a big yummy Starbucks because dammit, I will have deserved it! Thursday will be the first day in almost 18 months (9 in my belly and 8.75 outside) that I will not be with Antonio. Ugh....

Antonio and I have been so lucky to spend so much time together. Even after my gall bladder removal and torn achilles tendon I still feel so lucky! :) I luckily had/have awesome friends who were willing and able to come help me with Antonio during those times! To think I was worried that he wouldn't know I was his mommy! Now I know he knows I am and hope that he will be ok without me (as well as I hope he misses me)! So please pray for both of us on Thursday, Friday and then Tuesday. It will be a long, hard emotional next few days and I am getting anxious to have it be over with!

Wordless Wednesday!

wordless Wednesday!

bad two days!

Poor Antonio; he's had a rough past couple days! Yesterday, I put him in his crib while I put some of his clothes away with the mobile on. Usually he lays there and watches it but not this time. As my back was turned I heard a sound that sounded like he was scratching on his breathable bumper (which he does often) and as I turned around, he is standing up in his crib "chewing" on the railing. As we made eye contact he smiled and let go. BAM! He fell straight back slamming his head on the rails behind him. I felt awful! Then later, one of Albert's friends came over with her son who is 16 months and we had them both sit on the bottom step of the stairs to take a picture; it was so cute! Right after we took a few pictures Antonio leaned forward and BAM, face plant on the floor! Again, I felt awful; he must have had THE worst headache!! On top of that he only napped for 30 min in the afternoon instead of his normal hour so he was extra fussy and tired! Rough day!

Then today he woke up happy and we thought today would be MUCH better! Nope, about 11 this morning his nose started running, like a faucet had been turned on, and sure enough the crying started soon after. So I think the next tooth or teeth is on its/their way. The rest of the day he was a runny nose, crying, drooling mess! So next time I wish I were a baby again, I will remember the past two days and be glad I am not! : ) Hopefully tomorrow will be better, he certainly deserves a better day!