I have been working three days (guess I should say nights) week and enjoying it greatly. It's just a nice escape. I love my family dearly, but it's nice to get away. I was approached the other night about taking a promotion, which I don't think that I will. I haven't gotten all the information about what the entire job would require. I just don't think that I would be able to do the hours. I was a bit put off because the HR person made a comment basically stating if enough money is offered most people will do anything. Well, I wasn't rude or anything, but when we sit down to talk about it all I am going to inform her that they won't be able to pay me enough to put my kids into daycare. And, if they could pay me that much I would just then chose to go back to work in the field I was working in when I quit to stay home. I don't want to sound bitchy or ungrateful, but people just shouldn't always assume things about others. While I do admit that it does sound appealing, I just don't think it will/can happen. I think I was so excited at first because I so miss being out in the work force. N and I sat down and discussed it a bit and he reminded me of a few important things that put things back into perspective for me. :)
Today is Ethan's last day of school for two weeks, what am I going to do!!!! When he's just had a day off him and Aidan are just fighting. We do have a few playdates set up with the neighbor thankfully. It's going to be nice so that way Santa can get some presents wrapped so he's not up all night wrapping presents on Christmas Eve. I decided to stop going so overboard on the presents for the kids, they just don't need that much and I don't want them to be ungrateful and greedy. But, last night at work I kind of panicked a little thinking that I really didn't get them much at all, so I will be going through things today to evaluate if I need to get more.
I'm feeling a little sad these past few weeks. My baby is going to be a year old on Monday. While it's always exciting it's so bittersweet to me. He's my last baby, so I have just not been 100% joyed about this milestone. I waited to the very last minute to put his birthday party together this Saturday. I just kept thinking if I don't plan it he can't turn one - right? He just such a ray of sunshine and will have a wonderful time. ;) Ian is growing so fast, he goes next week for his one year check-up and I hoping he's gained a good amount of weight. He's about given up the bottle, all on his own. He wants to eat whatever we are eating, which he has been for almost the last three weeks. It's funny because when I had Ethan, I wouldn't let him have a bite of table food until he actually turned one. Funny how much more relaxed you become with each child. But, Ian will follow the boys when they sit down to have a snack and he pulls himself up and screams at them until they share. The only bottle he's enjoying and drinking these days are his bedtime bottle. Which is odd for me because Ethan and Aidan never took a bedtime bottle. When they turned a year I just stopped giving them a bottle and replaced it with sippy cups with no problems at all. I'm thinking Ian is just not going to give up that bedtime bottle, any advice out there at all?
Nick finally put all of our old pictures on the computer from our old one that crashed and we were looking at a bunch of pictures last night. I cried seeing pictures of Ethan as a baby, but I just loved looking back at them. And, it just floors me as to how much Ian looks like him. It's a good think that everything is dated! :) Here's a picture of Ethan when him and Ian were almost the same age as Ian (in the pictures in the previous post).
If anyone is still out there reading my blog I promise I will be back much sooner. :)
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