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Morning Glory

I want to start today's post with a simple prayer.

To God above, karma, the universe... THANK YOU!

Today was THE day. Today was the day my husband went back to work after three GLORIOUS weeks home, doing stuff around the house, helping me recover, but mostly helping with the Gremlin and getting her ready in the mornings and off to the nanny so I can take care of 2.0 and get a little extra sleep.

We both were dreading this day and it was a bit of a sad way to end a great weekend, although we honestly tried not to think about it. And in the end, I think that was what saved me. I decided that rather than behave in my normal fashion, which is to stress, speculate and generally be neurotic about everything, I was just going to not think about it and let whatever happened happen. If you know me, this is so NOT my way of life.

But in the end, it worked. I got to enjoy a wonderful weekend with my family without worrying about what was going to happen next. Here's hoping I can translate this new attitude to some other parts of my life some times.

So, how was the morning you ask? It was freakin' awesome! 2.0 woke up just before 7, just as I had hoped. He ate and went back to bed. Then I got dressed and went to make breakfast for the Gremlin. She woke up around 8 and was having a very deep conversation with one of her stuffed animals. I think I interrupted them when I walked in to be honest. After we put everyone back in their places around the crib and hung all the blankets up, I was told to "sshhh, brother" (her brother was still sleeping on the other side of the wall). Note to self: this is actually a very good trick. When she gets fussy, remind her that her brother is sleeping and she goes "sshhh" and stops, at least for a moment.

We ate breakfast and then as we went upstairs to get dressed, 2.0 woke up, so I put on the Bjorn and wore him while the Gremlin got dressed and the Monster ate the French toast sticks (ok, so not EVERYTHING was perfect, but let's not get too picky).

Then we all went downstairs and got our zappatos on and walked to the nanny. It was, dare I say...PERFECT.

I know not every morning will be like that. And that is ok. I know some mornings will really suck. But we will get through them and everyone will survive. I am just thankful that today was a good one.

Here is the Gremlin working away at her breakfast and 2.0, doing what he does best. :)

Oh, and we went to an Easter egg hunt in the neighborood on Saturday. Here is the Gremlin showing off her loot and another of her less than excited to see the Easter Bunny - she clearly takes after her Aunt Abby.

 

 

 

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