I don't know where time goes. I suspect that it is being sucked into an alternate dimension along with my socks. You wake up and 6 months have gone by all of a sudden.
Getting on with baby #2 has taken a back seat to just getting through the holidays and travel. Two weeks at "home" will be just enough to taste Mexican food again and prick our barely healed hearts with the California forks. Which, I imagine, look a lot like ones you use for crab.
The impending MIL situation is somewhat made worse by my 5 1/2 month wall of silence. And by silence, I just mean not really chatting on the phone. I hate the phone. Really. I am known for this trait in my own family. Queen of the two minute conversations. My calls are much like telegrams. Email and texting are definitely preferred.
I have been unable to watch or read the news for this past week. My heart aches for all those families, and whenever my chirpy little one lets me hold her close, I squeeze her and say an extra prayer for all of them.
How did that even happen. E is half a year old!!
ReplyDeleteI hope the visit home is wonderful, and there is not that much one can do agains crab forks and mothers-in-law. So surrender. Enjoy all the moments you can, and will the bullcrap to slide off (easier said than done).
wow 6 months so soon!!! always thinking of you guys....
ReplyDeleteSix months! Amazing. I'm sorry it has to be interrupted by your horrible mother in law. I wonder if she will have learned anything at all. No, of course not. She's impervious. I hope there's lots of joy in there amid the torture, and that you guys get to see lots of friends and show E off to everyone.
ReplyDeleteHappy Six Months, Eve!
ReplyDeleteI hate the phone, too, other than for texting/emails/etc. I NEVER talk to my in-laws on the phone, but they'll be here Saturday either way.
Hope you get to put that crab fork to good use!
Very Happy Festivus (I'm part o'the rest of us) to the Misfits Family!!!
Happy half-year, little one! (And to you, too, Misfits).
ReplyDeleteAnd bon voyage. Real Mexican food...ahhhhhhhhh:)
(Good luck getting through the family drama).