Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Culmination of 6 Weeks of Full-Time SAHD-ness (Stay-at-home-Daddy-ness) Ends on Father's Day ... How Fitting!

It was one of the most emotionally, physically and mentally challenging periods of my life. There have been moments that have been much more emotional ... from tearing up when Alexa walked down the church aisle when we got married to feeling sharp pains in my heart when Gideon was taken away from my arms into the surgery room.

Other times in my life have been more physically challenging ... from football practice in freshman year of high school, to taking a direct hit to the face with a baseball while at bat during a high school game, to repetitively walking up and down 15 flights of stairs with a much younger Gideon in his heavy car seat because I forgot my car keys, then his coat. Long story, told it in the past... check out "Going to Grandma's". But be sure to click on the back arrow "<--" on your browser to continue reading this post. Then, there were those times that were tougher on me mentally, like working on my graduate thesis, taking my SATs in high school (twice), and trying figure out how women work when I was young and single. But, I'm not sure if there has ever been a time when all three (emotional, physical and mental) have been as challenging at the same exact time for me, than the six weeks that ended this Father's Day. How fitting that after six weeks of managing work and being a stay-at-home dad for my son on a full-time basis, that I get the best Father's Day ever. And, I have the pictures to prove it.
The day started with getting Gideon ready for church. Alexa told me that she got married to me and gave birth to a son just for this day ... a day where her husband and son could wear matching outfits ... at her request (cough, cough, forced, cough, cough).

We then went to church. During the service they played a video where the children of church members imitated their daddies dancing. Gideon did his infamous up and down arm dance ... like in the Memorial Day video a few posts below.

After church ... relaxing on the grass on the front lawn of our house/apartment. Here you have a full view of the matching outfits, but I don't have a logo like Gideon. =(

The family shot. Gideon pauses from the act of tackling me to pose for this picture. His hand on my chest ... a signature martial arts move developed by Gideon. After the shot, he commences to wrestle with me again.

The race. Actually, it's more of "try to catch me daddy." I always do ... for now.

I didn't take pictures of the medium-well 20 oz. Porterhouse that I ate at Longhorn's Steakhouse, but it was very tasty and juicy. Thanks hunnie!

Thursday, June 05, 2008

The Nicest Thing
So, I don't know how many people know that these past few weeks have been super stressful for Alex and myself (and Gideon). My mom had work to do in Costa Rica, and she has been gone for about 5 weeks now. She is due to return June 14 ( I have it marked on my calendar with a big smiley face). Meanwhile, Alex has been taking care of Gideon full-time, while trying to work full-time. I have adjusted my own schedule, so I can be home a bit more in the mornings to help out with the morning routine. We have debated putting Gideon in daycare part-time, but time and finances have prevented us. I know that I sound like I am whining, and maybe I am, but the bottom line is that I miss my mommy. She was an enormous help to us, watching Gideon 2-3 days a week, and giving us actual breathing time.

So, today was one of those really stressful days, where Gideon refused to eat breakfast; all he wanted was fruit loops and pretzels. How is that breakfast? And he didn't nap, and he might have a cold or allergies, so he was cranky, and Alex had tons of work to do, with super fussy clients, and I was at work, worried the whole day. I had to work until 6pm, and stopped to get milk, so when I got home I was rushing. I was about to run up the stairs (and by running, I mean climbing on all fours, with labored breath), when I saw a big brown box on the porch, addressed to me! It was heavily taped, and insured, and it was MYSTERIOUS. I didn't recognize the return address, and who would send me a package? From Alabama?

Now, I know you all read this blog diligently. You probably have it bookmarked, and have it on your bloglines, and start your computers every day, hoping and waiting, no...anticipating my next post. (kidding) So, of course you remember my post about the NJLA conference and the one thing that I wrote about that I really wanted. Do you remember what it was? If not, click here.

Well, I get upstairs and immediately have to tend to my Gideon, so Alex decides to open the mystery box. And I hear him chuckle, and say, "Oh my goodness hunnie, guess what you got?" He pulls out several packages wrapped in alot of bubble wrap.

The ceramic milk pitcher! A whole family of cow pitchers!

Now who sent me these lovely gifts? Ok, so get this. Alex has a cousin who lives in Alabama, who hasn't seen since Alex was 6 or 7 years old. He has recently started reading our blog, and just decided that he would start keeping in touch via email. However, after reading about my longing for a cow milk pitcher, he decided that I must have it! He sent me a card, that made me tear up, and this is part of what he wrote "I believe that someone who is about to bring such a beautiful gift into the world should have her wishes come true." How fantastic is that? He also sent us pictures of his family, and invited us to his son's high school graduation. I don't know how he would feel about having his family on the Internet, so I am not showing the pictures or mentioning him by name.
I am so touched by this gesture, you don't even know. Yes, I know you know that I love presents. But, it's the reaching out to us, during this totally stressful time, that means so much. Of course, he had no clue how much this would mean, but I really feel that God used him, prodding him gently to show us that even during the stressful times, there is always joy. So, thank you cousin-in-law. We love you. God bless you and your family. I can't wait to meet you guys.