Things have been a little interesting here at Casa de Bridges.
Rafael has developed a little bit of “Mommy’s Boy Syndrome”. It’s a nerve frazzling condition in where baby boy needs to be near or around his mom’s body at all times. Doesn’t matter if it’s day or night, I have to be right there with him or else he starts to cry. It wouldn’t bother me, but I’m losing some sleep because I can’t get things done during the day and I have to try to play catch up at night. I have been doing some babywearing to help ease some of his crying but he gets so hot in the Moby after a while that I have to take him out after a while. I’m pretty bummed out that the sling I bought from a “free” website doesn’t fit. Being large in the chest area has a lot of drawbacks.
Gabriel seems to having a growth spurt every day now. I finally got around to hanging up a growth chart in his room. Last week we measured his height and this week he grew half an inch. Did I mention that he likes to stick his finger up his nose? Or that sometimes I’ll catch him trying to put something up his nose. I think he might have stuck a piece of granola up his nose because yesterday I asked him to blow his nose to get some boogers. Mid-blow he sneezed and out comes flying a huge piece of granola. My husband has a theory that he had it in his mouth when he sneezed. I think he shoved it in there. Regardless, the eyes on the back of my head needs some fine tuning.
Zumba… The gym I go to started up a special on Zumba classes. A 10 pack runs 50 bucks on my membership… $5 a pop was too good to let it go by. The first class reminded me of how horribly out of shape I’ve let myself get. Three songs into the hour long class I thought I was going to die mid-cumbia. A slight exaggeration I know, but I couldn’t catch my breath trying to keep up with the petite ball of energy that was our instructor. However, from that class grew my love for it. I’m almost addicted. I can’t wait until the next class. My 68 year old Grandmother went to last nights class with me. She loved it despite not being able to move to the rhythm or being able to keep up with the steps. If she can Zumba, anyone can Zumba.
The kind ladies at Bigger Picture Blogs, Melissa and Brook, have taken me under their wings for a skirt challenge. If you know me well you would know that I would wear skirts, all the time. I would pair my skirts with t-shirts, blouses, and tanks. Or I would just wear a dress even when there was no occasion to. After having Rafael I haven’t been wearing skirts or dresses. I guess I haven’t really given myself a reason to since I’m not working an outside job lately. It does get tiring to wear yoga pants day in and day out so I’m forcing myself to wear a dress or skirt at least three times a week for the next month to help myself out of the yoga pants rut. I will be posting pictures on Instagram and Twitter so watch out for #MSFlies.
Congratulations to Melissa on the birth of her beautiful baby boy!
Monday was Casmir Pulaski Day. In my husband’s family it’s a pretty big deal. A family friend hosts a rocket launch at a golf course. Not sure why they do it but it was fun to watch. This was the first time Gabriel and I watched the launch. Rafael was miraculously sleeping through the whole thing.
Gabriel and his Papa.
Small clip of the first rocket launch. They also have the “Shamrocket”…
We got this onesie at Gabriel’s baby shower from a family friend. Best find ever.