Yesterday was yet another shining example of how awesome our townhome is built. Since we moved in, the face plate for the door knob has bent whenever someone's shirt, bag or anything else got caught on it. Up until recently, it wasn't a big deal. We just bent it back and went on our way. Starting this week, the door started getting stuck on the face plate and it was extremely difficult to open. This is background leading up to the events of yesterday.
I left work early to take Miles in for his 4 month check up and immunizations. I waited for an hour before getting in for his shots. We were both tired and ornery. Anyway, he got his shots, screamed horrifically, and then fell asleep. I took him home, carried him inside and then went to get the mail. As I went to open the door, however, it would not open. I started to get nervous because my baby was inside all alone and I couldn't get to him. Remembering various action movies of yesteryear, I flung my body into the door several times before I was finally able to get inside. Unfortunately, I ended up breaking the door frame and the door knob. Yipee, another home improvement project. At least the baby and Scooter slept through the entire incident.
I can't get over how cute this boy is, but I often wonder what does he think about his predicament? I'm pretty sure when he was born he was thinking, "What are you doing? I did not say I was ready to come out! That's it, I'm pulling out all my defenses. Not only will I cry but I will also peep and poop and I don't cre who I hit!" The first few weeks of his life I'm pretty sure he thought he wouldn't make it with the parents he was stuck with. During bath time, he thinks "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME!! IF I WANTED TO BE CLEAN I WOULD NOT SPIT UP SO MUCH! DO YOU NOT REALIZE HOW LONG IT TAKES ME TO GET THIS ROTTEN MILK SMELL EMBEDDED INTO MY SKIN!" And last of all, every time he gets dropped off at daycare he thinks, "Thank goodness, someone who KNOWS what they are doing."
The monkeys stand for honesty, giraffes are insecure, and the elephants are kindly but they're dumb. Orangutans are skeptical of changes in their cages and the zookeeper is very fond of rum. Zebras are reactionary, antelope are missionaries, pigeons flock to secrecy, and hamsters turn off frequently. Cats! You've got to come and see at the zoo (taken from a Simon and Garfunkel song)
Anyway, we took Miles to the zoo today and had a great time. Here are a few of the pictures.
I suppose I should let all my faithful readers know that I am now back at work and am having a wonderful time. I had no idea motherhood would be this hard and now I find that going to work is a joy in my life. It's not that I don't love Miles, because he means the world to me and I do love to see his smile and now hear his laugh. He is growing so fast and I look forward to the day he discovers a slide or learns how to tie his own shoe. Nevertheless, I digress. One really hard part about being a stay-at-home mom is the lack of social interaction. Suddenly I was faced with a little person who couldn't communicate with me nor I with him. All I knew was that he wanted something and sometimes I, apparently, didn't have what he wanted. Now I come to work, I speak to people, I solve problems, and I pick up a boy at the end of the day who has been surrounded by toys and other babies all day long and is generally happy and tired.
I just want to say good job to all those people out there who dedicate their lives to raising and teaching children.