I can’t believe it’s the last day of October already. Blink of an eye. Dylan will be donning a pumpkin costume this afternoon (talk about recycling – it’s the one his Uncle Casey wore in 1982…) as we head over to Josh’s parents’ for some photo ops; I’m not going to drag Dylan out trick-or-treating just yet, though – as long as he’s oblivious, we’re avoiding certain obligatory milestones. No presents for Christmas or birthday either. He won’t know the difference. What – is that cruel? Only in theory, maybe. In reality, it will save us time, space, and money. In year two, things can pick up a bit.
I feel like a grump today. The rainy weather, the sodden leaves, the muddy paws on my dogs – everything is in cahoots. I want more time. There are still so many things I need to learn. For example, I have no idea how to use the blue nose suction thingy, nor the nail clippers, without eliciting screams from Dylan. And what about solid food? I know we’re months out yet, but I wanted to practice making my own baby food while I was on maternity leave, so it would be a breeze when we got to that point, and, well…I didn’t even look up a single recipe. I feel like I’m just getting started being a mama and now I have to leave. I know, I know. Grow up. Sigh. I’ve never been good at that. Luckily, there’s going to be plenty of sugar (and wine) tonight to drown my sorrows. Bah Humbug and Happy Halloween.