I vomited at 3 am this morning.
Nerves.
I had to drop Carolyn off at daycare for the first time today.
It almost broke my heart.
She was the fifth baby in a room with one childcare worker.
One of the other babies had green snot running out of her nose.
Awesome.
The childcare worker called her a "chunky baby".
I wanted to say, "She's not chunky! She just has a giant head and that makes her look bigger than she really is!"
As if having a giant head is soooo much more desirable in a baby than being chunky.
On the way out, the daycare owner called me "Honey Darlin' Baby".
Really, she did.
Over the weekend, I did a couple of massages at a local spa.
Including one on the owner.
It was supposed to be 30 minutes but turned into 90.
I think that's a good sign.
I'm going to give the part-time massage job a go over Christmas vacation to see if I really can make enough money to quit my job with insurance benefits (and be able to stay home a bit more).
It would be a huge leap of faith.
And practicing faith generally makes me sick to my stomach.
3 comments:
See, I think chunky baby is a compliment.
Chunky babies are cute...Marlee has a big head too...oh well! They're beautiful either way!
Good luck with the massage..I sure hope it works for you!
I don't have children. But I think chunky babies are ADORABLE. So take it as a compliment. Good luck with the massages. Whenever you need more practice just let me know. You know my back needs all the help it can get. haha. If not, you can always pay me to watch your child. :)
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