Goooooooood morning! I know I’m kind of a freak for being so excited about Thursdays but my inner child is working her magic at making being an adult fun and playful. Payday and grocery day are milestones during our week because for at least one day we have a surplus of money in our account, a stocked refridgerator, and bills wiped off of the list that we no longer have to worry about. Thursdays are good days.
We woke up at 9 on the dot, got dressed, and headed to Starbucks. The people who work there on Thursdays know what our order is by now, which is hysterical. Tim get’s a tall, black, dark roast and I get a grande iced caramel macchiato. Delicious.
We head right for the grocery store after that with our cute little list written on a fall-themed note pad that I bought at AC Moore for a dollar last autumn. We have fun at the grocery store. We play and laugh and tickle and some of the employees really appreciate it. Some of the patrons do not. Some people are really grumpy when they go grocery shopping.
We picked up another package of diapers and wipes today and I put them in the baby’s closet. I am going to get those closets organized this weekend. That will be my nesting task.
Got home, put groceries away. I picked up the ingredients to make my burrito casserole because I have been craving Mexican and that shit is just fucking delicious. Once everything was put away I sat down, paid some bills, transferred $100 into our savings account and then sat down to write. Tim is working out right now and once he’s done we’ll make brunch. Typical Thursday. :]
Work was great last night. The shift flew by and it wasn’t too busy or too slow. I ended up stopping down in the Birthing Center because I wanted to discuss signing up for a birthing class. Turns out they only have classes Monday-Wednesday 7-9… right in the middle of my shift at work. Buuuuuuuut because they are so awesome and because I am an employee, the overnight unit manager is going to arrange a 4-hour Saturday class that Tim and I can go to together. They have been so kind and accommodating so far. I’m so glad that I work at a facility that is so absolutely kind and caring and working their hardest to become Baby Friendly. :D
When Tim and I got home last night, within 15 minutes of walking through the door the entire building fire alarm started to go off. It’s so loud and echos through the complex. Everyone was outside looking around and wondering what the hell set it off. There was no fire, no smoke, and it wasn’t even windy outside or anything. The fire department showed up and turned the alarm off. Within 20 minutes of them leaving it all went off AGAIN and it took them even longer to show up. I guess one of the tenants figured out how to turn the alarm off because it had turned off by the time the firemen got her… but then turned back on again shortly after. The fire chief was here and must have figured out what was wrong because it didn’t go off again after that, but this morning Gil and his crew were going around trying to diagnose the problem. Gil works 7-3 and I guess someone called him after midnight last night complaining about it. Poor guy. He works so freakin hard. I hope they were able to get it all sorted. And I’m really glad this this happened in the Spring and not in the winter time.
Oliver was kicking up a STORM last night. It was the most I’ve ever felt him move around and he was all over the place. It’s really been easing my anxieties feeling him move around in there. I’m probably not going to have another ultrasound for the duration of my pregnancy so the only “confirmation” I have of him being okay in there are his kicks and my monthly appointments where we get to hear the HB. But I’m growing, he’s growing, and we’re all very content and happy. I started reading, “The Wind in the Willows” to him last night. I’m really settling into the idea of being a mother. I cannot wait to meet this little prince.
Oh! Tim and I decided that we are going to teach the baby sign language. It’s apparently incredibly beneficial to their cognitive development and can help bridge the communication barrier as he’s learning to form words. I guess some studies suggest that the “terrible two’s” stem from the frustration of the child being unable to communicate exactly what they are feeling or trying to say, so Tim and I are going to give ASL a shot. I’m excited!
Okay, off to go make some breakfast! Enjoy your day, it’s gorgeous out there!
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