I think I am officially ready to go home.
I am just done being here.
Even though we have one more night, I woke up this morning and began to pack.
It made me feel empowered a little bit.
Like I have the say-- "We are going home tomorrow and that's that!"
My previous post was probably a little too optimistic. Oliver is still spitting up. Not so much, but still quite a bit.
Back to washing clothes. It probably wouldn't be so bad, but the clear slime leaking out from under the machine is scary.
Note to self-- don't smell it.
I don't know why, but I tend to smell everything. Even fuzzy gray leftovers in the fridge-- my first reaction is to smell it. As if it wasn't bad. My husband thinks I am crazy and asks why in the world I would smell something like that.
I tell him it's a Mom thing. Right?
I have to admit that doing the baby-baby thing over has taken some getting used to. Shoot, who am I kidding? I still haven't gotten used to it. Caring for Oliver has given me a new found respect for other mamas of small babies.
He may be twelve months old, but he is very immature making him much younger.
Don't get me wrong, I am incredibly blessed-- I guess what I am trying to say is that I am just not so sure of myself as I was before taking custody of him.
I am going to have to relearn a few things.
But I see an incredible blessing to this.
We have seven daughters who will learn right alongside me for when they grow up and become mamas one day. And same with the boys who will probably play a part in him learning to stand, crawl, and eventually walk.
One evening during dinner I asked Nolan if he wanted to go see his groupa.
He kind of scrunched up his nose and eyes and shook his head no.
His facial expression pretty much said it all-- and made me laugh.
I'm so glad that was his answer.
The more and more I get to know Nolan, the easier he is to parent.
He really is just a very active three year old who is bored, tired, and ready to be around other kids his age that he can play with.
And I am thrilled to say that will happen tomorrow!