You’re Not the Boss Of Me (PART 1)….
In the case of Robert Ryan Armijo, I have been proved wrong!
So for the last couple of weeks we had gotten into a pretty good groove, our feeding was good, pooping was good and sleeping wasn’t too bad. Then when I went back to work, we were adjusting and Bobby was working well with Ryan. So I thought we had it under …. (what, kids? say it with me) CONTROL.
How wrong I was. All of a sudden the kid is eating every hour on the hour, or not eating for like 5 hours. What gives?? Oh, I forgot, he’s not a little robot to program. This kid has his own agenda and whether or not it agrees with ours, we are responsible. Fooooooouuuuurrrrrr-eeeeeevvvvaaaaahhhh. Again, dpn’t get me wrong, I love that baby boy ry ry like there’s no tomorrow. I just have to let go of (say it again…..) CONTROL
So those are my musings. Other notable notes are Bobby and Ryan have been taking walks around the block in the pram-type stroller. The first outing was quite memorable for the husband. Why — after changing the diaper, double wrapping Ryan in warm jumpers, getting the stroller setup, making sure he had keys and his assorted accessories — does he finally step out into the sunshine, and only 5 minutes into the walk have Ryan start crying nonstop because he’s hungry. Bobby had surpassed the golden hour between feedings and after all that prep had to go back home. The best.
But their next outing was quite successful. How cute are they all bundled up and strolling in the sunshine? Ahhhhhh my boys. I’m sure Bob’ll post the pics soon.
You’re Not the Boss Of Me (PART 2)
So I’m back at work, and it’s the same as it ever was. I have waaaaaaayyyyyy too many people to “serve” and let me tell you what I’d like to dish up……People are complainy about their current situations nonstop………..I think I attract that in general. My “How are you’s” must be too inviting or something. The best one (soooooo corporate) is the one where an upper mgmt. type declares himself an excellent communicator, really into “team” activities and collaboration and such. Said upper mgmt type does not, DOES NOT, return emails or phone calls from their own direct reports. Just cuz. The best……. I could go on about the holiday activity. But let’s just not go there.
Oh if only someone would pay me to sit on the couch with my kid.