i just cannot believe that it’s been a quarter of a year already.  he has brought so much joy to our lives but it all just seems to be going so fast.  the pregnancy was over in the blink of an eye and he’s growing quicker than i can process.

our scale is wildly inaccurate so we’re not really sure what he weighs.  sometimes we get as low as 12lbs and sometimes we get over 13lbs.  it’s a crap shoot and i’m not really happy about it.

i don’t watch news.  i don’t keep up with weather, outside of a quick peek out on the balcony, unless i’m checking the forecast for packing.  but it was a common occurrence for my dad to call asking if we were okay and then explain all the terrible weather that he was seeing on the news around us.  it was actually kind of funny because a lot of time he would be worried about tornadoes or something and it would be bright and sunny here.  today, i found out that i don’t have to miss those calls.  my dad’s wife is up north visiting her family and called me this morning to ask if we were okay.  she said she saw some bad weather around us and was worried (it was just overcast in my backyard).  my heart swelled.  i miss my daddy so much but he would be so proud to know that we’re still looking out for each other.

i miss my daddy so much.  i can’t say how many times i’ve thought about calling him.  or wondered why he hasn’t called me.  this was the last call we shared:

had i just known...

it’s been over three weeks. looking back through my call history, we never went over three days between calls.  i was just starting to sort through medical bills to get all that straightened out (which, naturally made me think of him anyhow since one of his favorite pastimes was griping about his medical bills) and i came across the birthday card that he gave the turkey on the day he was born.  queue deluge of tears.  *sigh*  it hurts so much to think of how much he wanted to be a part of the turkey’s life.  i’m eternally grateful that he got to meet his grandson but the selfish part of me can’t help but feel sorrow for all of the years he’ll miss out on.

6 Nov 2014

after a truly awful monday with a super sleep-deprived and stressed momma-on-the edge, the turkey decided to take mercy on me and started sleeping through the nights again.  he’s even gone above and beyond by starting to pull 10 hour nights!  he’s been a bit on the cranky side at home this week – i still think he’s got some premature teething going on – but he’s been such an little trooper when we go out.  this week was our annual owner’s meeting and party and he did awesome at both events.  he gave smiles and was pleasant for everyone who held him.  no fussing at all.  today was his second week at church and he just slept right through it both times.  i’m such a proud momma!

in other news, i survived my first full week of being a working mommy.  it’s definitely going to continue to be a challenge but it’s manageable for right now.