The countdown has begun and I can wait no longer. The air in this shop couldn't be cut with a knife. Thick stagnant air that even the three fans and a window air conditioiner propped on a nearby table are unable to combat. I've had a one track mind lately, as I have for quite some time now, besides the thoughts of how certain parts of my body are constanly sticking to others. Thoughts of diapers and naps, of tummy time and bottle feedings, of giggles and cries. Oh, what's to come? Whatever it is, it will be here soon enough and I can't stand the anticipation. Having put in for my FMLA (family medical leave), due to my " baby mama's" returning to work, has been kind of a change lately. Only in that I have been planning things to do with three month old Grace which focus on getting out of the house and into the world.
Having recently snagged a jogging stroller and bike trailer from the classifieds I am ready to get on a roll, literally. How will Gracie take to this idea I wonder. When I discussed these same plans with her she gave me this crazy look like I was out of my mind. Funny, it's the same look mommy makes when workouts are mentioned. Well, only time will tell. To see the trees in the park and clouds in the sky (if she can even see that far) and to feel the breeze and to hear the birds. The list could go on. Then again, I think she is more concerned with eating, sleeping, and pooping. Well, I went so far to get these things all cleaned up only to realize that helments aren't made for tiny people... and the warning on the trailer and bike seat confirmed that. Maybe that explains the look she gave me. Bummer! There's always next year. At least we have the jogging stroller I'm sure I will only walk with. Somehow I ended up with some of the baby weight, and now I'm thinking I got the bulk of it. It's true that it's only cute on babies. Bummer again.