Point and Click Typing - cruise control for Mommies

To think, GIII should only be a few days old, yet a month has already passed. The days are slow, but the weeks are fast. He's growing quite well, and aside from being gassy and hating it (you can rarely get a burp out of him, and he squaks in pain and frustraition when he tries to toot), he's settling in well.

I can't help but be smitten with my boys (even when G Jr doesn't listen or when GIII keeps me up all night). Looking at my youngest makes me realize just how much my oldest has grown. Oddly enough, I miss the baby stage. This coming from someone who swore she would never have kids.

It's been a challenge. One-handed computer work was easier with G Jr because of the setup. I had abig desk where I could move the keyboard in range of my free hand and still be able to reach my Pepsi or snack. The chair I had had fixed arm rests that would hold my lap pillow snuggly. This desk is tiny and the adjustable arms are busted. Mind you, at least it provides me an intellectual outlet in compairson to children's television programming, which is the only channels G Jr will let us watch :P

So, I've become a user of the on-screen keyboard in Windows. You want to see slow? This makes 2-finger typists look like they're breaking the speed of sound. But it's better than nothing and without it, this post would not be... But now my mouse hand's tired...

Alive and kicking... albeit not too energetically

GIII will be 3 weeks old tomorrow, and to think that I shouldn't have met him until this coming Monday. He's healthy and growing, but gosh, the idea of 3 extra weeks of sleep?

Eh, I can't complain too much. Gunther's been the best man ever, waking up in the middle of the night with GIII and letting me sleep on those nights when he knows there's no way in hell I'd be able to sit upright for more than 15 minutes with a warm baby against me. And giving me the chance to nap in the evenings on the days when I do get up with the little guy. Not to mention, helping out the other day when we were on "concussion watch" with G Jr after he and the sidewalk had a face to face meeting... Wonked his head so hard he vomitted... You'd think that with all the years I've protected his head (and protected other people/things from his head), that he would try to give it the same respect... But he wasn't paying attention, and neither was another kid, and *slam*. It happens.

And so, I'm in a fog and taking my fair share of advil to stave off the head pain caused from broken sleep (and the fact that when I do get some shut eye, it feels like someone's increased the gravity in my bed 10 fold), but it's worth it. G Jr's been good considering. Sure, he's acting out and he's at that age where he's going to "assert his independance" (read: argue every little thing he can think of), but he still likes his brother. Even though he has told me a couple times to put the baby away so I could get him some juice or tuck him in when he was lying down on the couch.

And GIII, while he still thinks night times are a perfect time to be awake, is getting better at staying asleep for longer periods of time. He's filling out, getting chubbier (his arms and legs are still spindly though, mind you they didn't fill out for G Jr until he was about 2 months old), and eating like its going out of style. I have this sinking feeling he's going to be bigger than his older brother. Which might be a good thing - someone needs to put that boy in his place from time to time :D

So, sleep and decent food, and perhaps a shower during daytime hours is all I really need. Other than that, I'm doing pretty good for someone who hasn't got anyone other than her husband to help out. Everyone I've talked to in the past 3 weeks from around here is absolutely amazed that we've made it this far without flying my Mom out or hiring a nanny. Guess Albertans are wimps :P