I should have written this post back on the 9th but the time has gotten away from me. Jayson is officially two months old which means I only have four more blissful weeks with this little cutie. So the countdown is in until mommy needs Prozac. I kid, but the thought of putting my little man in daycare has me so conflicted. Is he going to get proper care? Will he think I've abandoned him? God forbid anything happen to him, I'll never forgive myself! Unfortunately in this economy we can't afford for me to be a stay at home mom so its a necessary evil. But enough Debbie downer talk. I need to cherish the remaining one-on-one time I have with him and not dwell on the fact that daycare is four weeks away.
- Cuddle time
- Being talked to
- Tubby time
- Stroller walks
- Car rides
- His play mat with Ernie the Elephant, Harry the Hippo, and Bob (aka Zack) the Zebra. Long story.
- Stripy Cat in his pop-up book
- A clean diaper every hour just about
- Swing time
- Dirty diapers
- Too many Riley kisses
- Getting out of the tub
- Putting lotion on
- Naps...he protests them
- Sunlight, you'd think this kid were a vampire
- Anything that requires 5+ minutes of attention
I can't really think of too many other dislikes of his. He's a fairly happy kid. He cries when he's dirty, hungry, tired, or bored so if you address any one of those things you're bound to make him happy again. Come to think of it, those things apply to mommy too, lol.
Well Jayson, cheers to two months! I love you to pieces little guy!! xoxo