Hanging in there

Hanging in there. This post is really just a follow up to some things I've been dealing with lately.

Per my last post, I've been trying out the new diapering technique. However, I've made a few modifications. As Dana suggested, I tried distracting him with a new toy when I needed to remove the "diapering" toy. This worked for a while, then he decided that the "diapering" toy was boring and I decided that instead of going through countless toy interviews for diapering each week that we'd work on the singing, talking, distraction methods some more.

I've found that the announcing and quiet works when I know he's going to be a pain. This is when he's wound up from playing or in the late afternoons when the "witching hour" begins, his usual fussy period. In the mornings, however, I can get away with singing and/or talking IF I start with the silliness right away even prior to putting him down on the changing table.

My upper respiratory infection seems to be going away and I can finally start mending my poor hands from all of the handwashing I did after blowing my nose 50 times a day! My neck WAS feeling better until I woke up this morning. I must have slept funny again. Luckily, I have a chiropractic appointment in the morning.

So between diaper changes being somewhat easier (still not a walk in the park but better), not being ill anymore, less chapped hands and the beautiful weather we had today, Monkey and I really enjoyed ourselves.

We went for a walk to the neighborhood next to ours. I hate our neighborhood. Walking through it depresses me because of all of the foreclosed houses with deteriorated exteriors that are sending the value of our house through the floor. Plus, the playground in the neighborhood next to ours has an infant swing. He seemed to enjoy that for a little while but I think he got a little dizzy or sick feeling after a bit because he went from smiling and laughing to being really quiet. Mommy was probably pushing too hard.

We spent a lot of time playing today and Monkey has discovered that he can occupy himself with the items in our pantry cabinet which allows me time to catch up on dishes and tidying up the kitchen.

So all in all, we're hanging in there and Mommy is feeling much better about mommyhood again.