Friday, June 28, 2013


My days are sort of blending all together.  If there's one thing that's true about newborns it's that their care can get very monotonous...very mundane.  There's feeding, rocking, putting them down for a nap, changing diapers, and laundry in no short supply.  Then there's the fun of keeping Isabella active and entertained.

The days bleed into one another until I'm looking at Arya and thinking, it's feeding time again? The days fly by, one identical to the next and now I'm craving a little shake up in my routine, but also anxious of shaking things up too much.  We have a huge backyard with a pool that Isabella and I can play in while the baby naps, but I'm still home even though I'm outside.  Even if company is over.

So it's time to shake things up...but only slightly.  We went out to dinner with my parents and both kiddos the other night and while I always spend part of my time out with two kids in a gentle panic, it went great.  The little one slept and the big one enjoyed a big plate of ice cream as a treat from grandpa and when Arya got fussy towards the end of the meal, my mom took her outside for a change of scenery.  It was great and it felt great to get out of my little rut.

I also met up with some coworkers for happy hour the other day and while I was, again, in a slight state of panic at being away from the baby and having to pump the missed feedings, it felt great to have a beer in the sunshine.  Andy and I are also planning a date night for the weekend and we're planning on taking Isabella to see Monster's University the following week while my mom watches the baby.

It might not seem like much, but it's enough to break up the monotony.  I'm the type of person who simultaneously craves and resents routines.  I like knowing what to expect.  I like to plan for my day to have it go as seamlessly as possible.  However, routine makes me grow restless, dissatisfied and antsy.  I get at odds with myself because I want to shake things up, but I hold myself back.

Baby steps as I grow into a mommy of two.


Angela said...

I also crave and resent routine. It s always nice to give yourself a little break. I found the transition to two so much harder than the transition to parenthood with the first.

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