After what appears to be a very long time I have returned. In fact I have been around since I moved, I just decided to get a different domain name. I missed this old domain though, and am going to attempt to blog on 2 different domains. I am interested in PayPerPost and thought this might be a good place to start.
In my absence I have managed to move (though it was horrible and I’d prefer not to relive it) and carry on with my dread of returning to work. In fact I have managed to extend my maternity leave. So instead of returning to work on April 16th, hubby and I have decided that I will go back for the last 2 weeks of the school year while he takes 2 weeks off to stay home with GM. Of course this extension will be without pay so we’ll be hurting for money for a while. It’s certainly better (for my sanity for sure) than paying to put GM in daycare when I’m not ready for him to go. Besides I’ve come across a very strange dilemma. In searching for daycare I’ve noticed a trend to only take infants 16-18 months old. If you only get 12 months maternity leave what the hell are mothers doing with their babies in the interim?! I think this will be the best thing for everyone … except my Dad. He will absolutely flip when he finds out that I’m going to be off with no money coming in. I suppose I should tell him sooner or later, but I’m so not looking forward to that conversation!
So while i am off work I am hoping to make a little extra cash via PayPerPost and maybe selling Regal Catalogue items.

So I’m probably reading into this, but… The first time I put GM into childcare during my parenting group and he comes home and develops a cold, which he promptly shares with Mummy. *sigh* He’s got strings coming out of his nose and goop filling up his left eye. So it begins. After a little over a week we are just starting to pull out from under it. Hopefully we stay healthy through the move.
Getting closer. We’ve decided a few things about the move. Like who our Internet provider will be and our cable company. We just need to get our phones set up and arrange to get our security system guy in to check the place out. I don’t remember my last move being so huge. Of course it was just apartment to apartment and this time it’s into a house, but my Dad is doing most of the work still since he’s going to be the “landlord”. So we get the keys on the 26th, and the carpet cleaner will be in that same day. That will be a big load off. That was the one thing we HAD to do before we moved in. I’d still like to get the place painted first, but am settling for what’s easiest. Without the painting, that gives us 5 days to officially move in which at least sounds way less stressful to me.
Just to give me one more thing to pack and move, I ended up buying Seasons (The Sims2) off ebay. It’s not a bad little game so far. The plantsims are a wee bit strange to say the least. They are green people that only have three needs instead of eight like the normal sims do. All they need are: sun, water and love. But they only have three life stages too which is a drag. They go from toddler, to adult, to elder. No in-between stages.
Yeah, I know just something else to keep me from packing. I’m such a slack! Back to the boxes…

So I’ve been away visiting my Mum with the little guy. I’ve gotta say it’s so relaxing being away from the apartment and it’s many stresses. Not to mention the fact that I have an extra set of hands when the baby needs something. We managed to visit all Mum’s friends and show off Goober Monster to everyone. We even got out to London and visited with my Gran. It’s so cute, since my Mum is Gran to GM, my Gran decided she wanted the title of “Great” for him.
Upon returning I spent 4 hours in traffic to complete a usual 2 hour trek. Needless to say I was a weensie bit cranky when I finally got home. And of course I found that Retard was not exactly “normal”. He hasn’t had a drink since he was assessed and scared straight on August 28th, which is amazing. However to keep him from drinking he is taking Valium which gives him some of the same characteristics as when he’s drinking. Today though he was 100% unaltered (okay he had a couple of smokes – another thing he’s supposed to have quit) which was totally amazing. It was so nice to be able to trust him with the baby and just relax. I felt the knots in my stomach finally uncurl just that little bit. I really need this to continue and hopefully the fuss I made about how great it was to see him again will get the idea across.
Since I’m feeling slightly random (as is probably obvious from my disjointed entry above), why not do a random meme?

randomness…feed your mind and your blog
week of sept 23: do you prefer…

1. day or night? night
2. chocolate or vanilla? vanilla
3. coffee or tea? neither – iced or chinese tea
4. renting a movie and staying home or going out to the theater? staying home
5. regular books or audio books? regular
6. driving to a faroff destination or just taking an airplane? ROADTRIP!!
7. hamburger or hotdogs? burgers
8. listening to music or watching tv? tunes & computer
9. Desperate Housewives or Survivor? (both are tv shows)<– duh! Survivor
10. homecooked meal or fancy restaurant? not-so-fancy restaurant

I have either been attached to a very cranky baby, or else lying in a heap on the couch crying this past week. I don’t know if it’s post-partum, me ovulating, or my period making it’s way back. The only thing I know for sure is that I’m not pregnant. I’m almost sad about that. I’ve managed to pack on at least 10lbs, have a wicked sweet tooth and just feel … off. Two pregnancy tests later I guess I have to admit that there’s another reason I’ve porked up. I am supposed to be packing, but can’t seem to find the time (holding my cranky son doesn’t leave a lot of time) or the motivation to get much of anything done. This is definitely not the time to be having an emotional breakdown! My DS is having difficulties nursing, but my public health nurse says that it might be a case of my milk changing with the hormones and he’s just not used to it yet. Sounds feasible. His doctor’s appointment is scheduled for next Tuesday, so I’m really hoping that his weight is up considerably. He’s in something like the 10th percentile which I’m certainly not happy about, but besides this cranky week, he is a very happy laid-back kid. Today he turns 5 months old. Not sure where all the time went. Wow. If his weight isn’t better than we may have to start him on solids early. Not thrilled about it, but whatever helps the kid is best.