The Great Egg "Hunt" of 2010.

We waited a long time to "hunt" for these eggies.  I use the term hunt loosely since they were just sorta there.  LOL.  But the girl had a lot of fun and I swear the anticpation almost killed her.  All in all she was an amazing little girl and we played by the rules unlike a lot of other families there.  Blech.

Hunting for eggs.  I had to actually take her basket out since she kept leaving it there and other kids were starting to take them out of her basket.  She got quite a few though.  I am a proud momma.

Here she is waiting for the eggs.  She wanted to get in there in the WORST way possible.  I'm glad we went though and it made her take a nice long nap after being in the wind and fresh air all morning.

So...it's been a while.....

I'll be honest, not only do I not have much to talk about these days, but I also used to do the majority of my blogging from work.  And while I'm sure I could do it at my new job, I'm sure they'd frown on that. 

Some updates in 7 quick takes form:

1.  I have been at my new job for 6 weeks now,  I still have mixed feelings about it but for now, it's a job.  Ideally I'd like to go back to my old job and only work part time 2-3 days a week.  But we'll see, they still have a lot of issues that they need to work through there before they hire people back and by the time they get it all straightened out I may decide I want to stay here.  The people may not be super friendly to me but it's a stable job and I seem to be ok at it.

2.  We got the girl a big girl bed.  No, she doesn't sleep in it yet though.  She likes to get in and out, and she likes to lay there while I read her a story but she still very much wants to sleep in her crib.  I'm not going to push it at this point.  I want her to be excited about it not terrified to go near it.  I went with a toddler bed even though in the begining I didn't want to, but it fits great in the room with the crib in there since we will need the space eventually for baby number two...whenever that happens.

3.  In the meantime, I'm on the search for some really cool "big girl bedding".  I'm hoping that that will help her want to stay in her bed more if she has something cool.  Besides she is still using her crib bedding and I bought that long before she was born and long before we knew she was a girl, so even though I love her bedding, I want to get her something more personal and that I think she'll love.

4.  The weather here has been AMAZING lately so Adam got the girls sandbox all set up (thank you ken and gail!)  And of course she loves it.  I'll post some pics one of these days.

5.  The girl has been sleeping like it's going out of style lately thanks to all the fresh air, and it's been wonderful.  She also is getting 4 teeth right now, the eye teeth, they are at least popping through now so I'm hoping they will be done soon.

6.  We have a lot of easter plans including a massive egg hunt on saturday and dinner with my family on sunday.  Should be nice.  Of course Adam has to work, but isn't that the way it always has to work?  Stupid work alway getting in the way.  Thankfully he can do flex scheduleing so he can come and watch her hunt for eggs.  I will try and post pictures of that soon.

7.  It's April, another new start of a new month.  I'm not sure I blogged AT ALL in March but I'll try to blog more often this month.  Things have been crazy around here and I imaging they will only get crazier.  Since that seems to be the way life goes isn't it?

That's it.  My 7 quick takes for the day.  Hope you enjoyed them.

What is it about major changes?

I'm not sure why it is but for me at least, it seems anytime something major changes (new job, new baby, going on a trip, moving etc.) it takes me what seems like FOREVER to adjust and feel back to normal again.  I don't think it's a big secret that I am not a huge fan of big changes.  I like routine and schedule and consistancy.  Well when any of those things above changes, it just seems so HARD to imagine life the way it will be with the new change.  And yes I'm  babbling about my new job again.  I just can't seem to picture myself with this new schedule, at this new job with these new people.  The job itself is fine.  Like always I over-react to things like that.  I hate the unexpected.  The job can be a little mundane but the time passes quickly enough I guess.  But I can't help but think how easy I transistioned into staying home and keeping house and taking care of miss Lily.  And then reflect on how HARD this transition back into working this job has become.  I'm certain I'm driving people nuts with my whining.  I feel bad about that but at the same time, I just can't help the way I feel.  I know, what dove it preltty goo.to comlain about rig?  I have it pretty goo.  But I just don't feel happy.  I feel happy when I'm home with my family but the dread that comes with the fact that tomorrow is Monday and I have to go back to a job that takes me away from the ONE thing I truely love doing just makes me want to cry.

I'm sure it's all still just a matter of adjusting, and I figure about the time I finally get used to it, that's when my options will open up for me.  Cause isn't that just the way it always is?

It's Sunday.

A week ago that really meant nothing to me.  Sunday was just like any other day of the week.  I was carefree, enjoying being home with my amazing little girl and keeping my house extremely clean.  But this Sunday is different.  It's like the "old days" (you know 3 weeks ago) when I actually had to get up on Monday to go to work.  But this one is different.  The hours are different, the pay is different and the fact that I'm really not sure what the heck I'll be doing at this new job is different. 

So this morning I took some time and laid in bed and watched Elmo with Lily.  We cuddled.  It was great.  Adam is at work.  And my In-Laws came to pick up Lily this morning.  She will having a sleepover at grandma's tonight.  I miss her WAY more than usual knowing that I have to go back to work tomorrow.

I'm really not sure I like this new direction life is going.  But I have faith that things will work out.  Hopefully I will love this job, or my old one will call me back and I can get out.  I am most sad that I was really really enjoying being home with my little girl everyday and now I feel like I'll barely see her.

Guess now's a good time to start pushing bedtime back a bit so I can spend just a little more time with her.

Well, I got a Job.

I've had a few days to think about it now.  I was pretty bummed about the whole situation which is way more long and complicated than it should have been.  But now that I've thought about it I'm thankful and excited about the new opportunities that are in front of me.  I hate starting new jobs.  The first few days of not knowing what is expected of you is rough for me.  Meeting new people and learning what's expected is tough.  But it'll be a good thing.

So I know I haven't been writing much lately and it probably won't get better for a while til I can feel out my new job and learn what I can and can't do and all that jazz.

Wish me luck as I start this new chapter in my life!

How I spent my first day as a House Wife.

Cleaning.  I should have gone and gotten the girl from my parents house, however, it was snowing, hard with no signs of letting up so we decided it would be best and safest for all if the girl stayed with my parents another night.  I'm sure they just hated that.  NOT.

So I slept in and watched tv in bed for a while.  Then I got up and showered and let the dog out.  Started some laundry and headed to Mills Fleet to pick up a few things we needed.  When I got home I cleaned the bathroom.  (oh lord did it need it)  And the bedrooms.  Swept and picked up stuff.  Vacuumed the stairs and the living room.  Did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen and dining room.  I've been productive to say the least.  The last load of laundry is in the wash and I feel great.  I love it when the house is clean.  So for a while, I'll enjoy having a clean house.  Until the day comes when I get a job.

I did apply to about 5 jobs today so hopefully something will come of them.  A couple of them are just part time but I could handle that I guess.

I have to say one thing though.  I miss the girl.  A Lot.  Hopefully the roads and stuff will be better and so I can go and pick her up tomorrow.  Either way I know she's in good hands.

Why do they always cry for Momma?

Let me preface with my miss Lily is an AMAZING sleeper, she always has been and I suspect she always will be.  She generally goes to sleep super easy and she wakes up happy and ready to start her day.  Of course there are a few exceptions now and then but no one is perfect right?  So when she wakes up at night or crys in the middle of the night, it's unusual.  And for a while she did it a lot but would easily go right back to sleep without us having to even go in her room to check on her.  We truely are lucky.

So when at 3:30 the other morning my baby little girl woke up SCREAMING like someone was in her room trying to murder her, I woke up fast.  Of course she was crying hard for me, wanting mommy as most kids (i suspect anyway) do.  And I can tell you I am not the type to turn to mush when my baby cries.  Sure it bothers me, but not in the way most people say it does.  I find it annoying usually.  I mean hey, I want to sleep too.  But this cry was different.  I could tell she was upset and I didn't think she was going to go back to sleep easy for me.  So I got up right away and went to check on her.  She was standing up and very very upset.  Here is where the mother in me actually kicked in.  I wanted nothing more than to pick her up and soothe her pain.  I could tell she was upset.  But my brain new better.  My brain told me to gently stroke her hair and lay her back down.  Tuck her in and sound happy to do it.  I gave her, her little buddy "B" and tucked her in, told her I loved her and left the room as we always do when she wakes up at night.  She wined and wimpered a few minutes more but quickly went back to sleep.  I however did not drift right back to dreamland.  In fact, I laid awake until about 5:00 when I finally fell back to sleep and the alarm taunted me by going off just 15 minutes later.

So I don't know what bothered my sweet girl, but I actually felt bad.  I felt sorry that she was so upset but I was happy she calmed down so easily and fell back into dreamland.  Such is the life of a parent right?