Another, what I would deem, productive day. I was able to get the kitchen ceiling painted, it took all day, but it’s done! Now prime and paint the walls is next on the list, hope to make thar happen this weekend. I need to get before pictures taken before a get to far. I have big plans for it!
We are fortunate to have a friend lend us his skid steer for the weekend as well. This is huge!! We’ll be about to get so much accomplished around the house with it. I’ve started a list of what I’d like to do (you’ll start to notice I REALLY like list).
- Remove tree stumps and small trees
- Move burn pile from front of house
- Move old couch and a/c from back porch (I know we’re classy)
- Fill in holes in back yard
- Clear a spot for metal scrap pile on north side of ground top
- MOVE all metal to new metal scrap pile
- Move/get rid of burning barrels
- Fix my mom’s drive way
- Get rid of “crap” pile on south side of round top.
Well that’s a start, I’m sure Pake has plenty to add/alter. It’ll be nice to get some work done!
Jasper is finally starting to feel better. He’s had a cold the last few days, along with both of us. It breaks my heart hearing him so congested. It amazes me how much someone can worry about another person. Its constant!–Is he too hot/too cold? Is he getting enough to eat? Is he sleeping too much/not enough? Should I hold him more or do I hold him too much?–these are only a handful of the questions that go through my head every single day. When people tell you there’s no manual to being a parent; they’re not lying!
On a lighter note, let’s talk about boobs…particularly breastfeeding boobs. I will be completely honest, before have Jasper the thought of having a little human latched on to my nipple sucking milk from my body completely weirded me out! And now it’s the most natural thing in the world. It’s funny how your boobs go from being a very private body part to not caring if it covered or not. They’re just milk jugs to feed my baby with (lady’s don’t take offense). There are times after I finish feeding him, I’ll forget to put the thing up. No joke, I will feed him, put him down, and go pull clothes out of the dryer and there it is just hanging out (literally); leaking milk all over the place (sorry men but it happens). I can see it already, the sweet little old neighbor man is going to stop by someday and I’m going to answer the door with my boob fully exposed and not even have a clue….poor guy…
And one more thing, Jasper does not take feeding time lightly. My sweet little baby boy turns in to some sort of piranha/velociraptor that’s been staved for the last 6 months. When he knows he’s getting the boob, he starts shaking his head back and forth with his little mouth going 90 to nothing trying to find something to latch on to. The worst is after he’s been eating for awhile and he decides he wants to turn around to see what’s going on behind him, BUT the nipple must go with him! It’s a little scary how much they can stretch. Thoughts for today!
Day 3, Entry 3…DONE!
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