Mama Knows Best

Today’s been wonderful.

Everything that could possibly be going right, has.

We missed the garbage truck today, but that’s alright. We didn’t have much trash to send with it anyway.

Ethan slept for almost five solid hours last night. After I took care of his needs, he slept for three and a half, then woke up again for a few. He then wound up sleeping for two more hours. His first nap of the day was on his Daddy’s chest, which makes my heart melt. My two favorite people, snuggled up on the couch. Oh how I cannot wait for my son to be just a tad bit bigger. We could all snuggle up in our king sized bed, with the down feather comforter and watch movies or talk. Even though I’m enjoying my pint-sized munchkin, I’m in love the idea of him being a tad bit bigger.

Ethan’s appointment went well yesterday. He has his first set of shots and held on like a trooper for the beginning, but then.. they were done and he screamed. My eyes teared up like you wouldn’t believe. Part of me wanted to hold him closely and take him away from those evil nurses, but then I reminded myself why we were there.

Sunday we’re having Christmas with one side of Jeff’s family. I love seeing his Aunt Ida and Uncle Ben, we always have so much fun. They truly are two of my favorite people!

Christmas shopping will be complete next Thursday. Why so long you ask? Well.. we’re just too busy these next couple of weeks and next Thursday, my parents are babysitting so that we can get some alone time in and finish shopping. I’m actually pretty excited about spending time with my husband.. it’s been a couple of months.

Then comes the most dreaded day.. Saturday, the 23rd. My biological father, or the sperm donor, as I like to call him, will be coming down to see Ethan. Keep in mind, I’ve not seen the man in nearly two years and I tried my hardest to keep him away. I’m not sure how things will go and as much as I want them to go smoothly for the sake of my son and my brothers. I’m just praying that I have the strength to smile instead of scream. Even more so, I hope he doesn’t think that he can walk back into our lives and pretend like things are okay.

Christmas Eve is reserved for Jeff’s other grandparents. From then on out, it’s Christmas events with my family! I cannot wait to see my nephew Zachary.. It’s only been two weeks, but I miss him more than words!

Anyway, I’ve babbled on long enough. I need to take care of a few things and think about rounding up the things for Ethan’s and my bedtime tonight.