Monthly Archives April 2011

A few weeks ago, Nathaniel and I were discussing our recent year.  Last April is when things really started getting busy for us, and as we went over the list of things we have done from April 2010 to April 2011, we are a little bit amazed.

Allow me to share:

2010

April – I spent the first 3 weeks in Atlanta with my grandparents. (Nathaniel was there for about 5 of those days) During this time we saw my mom, my dad, Adam, Erika, Ezra, Nathaniel’s dad, Caleb, Kelly, Aaron, and my grandparents.  This was also the time we said good-bye to my sick grandpa.  Also, I took my first flight alone with 8 month old Jeremiah – and survived -although we both needed a shower by the time we got to our destination.

May – Decided to move from California to Georgia...

I’m doin’ something dangerous here – I’m logging on without actually knowing what I want to talk about today.  Who knows where this crazy ride of my freehand thoughts will take us….

Hmm, speaking of rides, the little amusement park down the street from us just re-opened last weekend.  It always gives me a chuckle when I drive by it because it seems so random and like no one would ever go there, but I thought that maybe since it was opening weekend we’d have a huge traffic jam to get in and out of our house, but sadly, it still looks empty every time I drive by there.  Well, now that I’ve checked the website so I could link it here, I see that it is only open on weekends – but it’s also only $5 to get in, so maybe we will check it out rather than make fun of it.

As Jeremiah says when he ...

You’d think since I’ve done this before, my dreams would be a little kinder to me.

But, they say you work out all of your issues in your sleep, so I guess my inner psyche is trying to tell me something:

I am entirely anxious about feeding my baby.

So far, I’ve had about three very vivid dreams – err nightmares- involving feeding the baby.  The absolute worst one was when I dreamed that I had forgotten to feed her for the first two weeks of her life and apparently she never cried so I didn’t know that she needed to eat and it wasn’t until we went to the doctor because she was very sick that we realized that I had majorly failed in keeping my child alive.  I mean, who forgets to feed their child?

But now I’m terrified that I will.

Okay, I’m not really terrified that I’ll forget to feed ...