Things Just Aren't Working Out

Before you get all stressed, NO, this is not a break up post. No one is breaking up with anyone. There are just some things that just aren't working out. I'd just write them down in my journal, but, well, that's one of the things that just doesn't work out for me.

Weight loss is just not working out. I blame the male child. I've realized that if I eat too little (according to him), my milk supply goes down (sorry if that's TMI). And while I'm okay about being on a diet, Jackson is not. He's a hungry man-baby, he is. Since I don't even want to think about the cost of feeding the Milk Monkey formula, the weight loss is struggling. We'll see if it gets better when The Boy starts solids.

On that same note, The Boy is burning through clothes faster than I can put them on him. I know, I know, you are thinking, "It's like that with all babies..." but seriously, he's graduated to some of his 12 month stuff in the last week or so. He's FIVE months old folks. A few days ago, I found the brand new Polo Baby sweater he got from Grandma Bachman, size 9 months. You can bet he's been wearing that one for the last four or so days straight!

Preschool is not working out. Some of you have already read my rant on Facebook concerning this. Really, I don't think that my requirements are too stiff: let my child use scissors, let my child use glue, don't do the exact same thing every day. Oh, yeah. And don't feed my child two Grandma's cookies and a chocolate milk at nine in the morning, call it a snack and send her home higher than a kite on sugar! (Currently on the lookout for a new preschool, thanks.)

Hayley. Three time outs in one day. Acting like a total turd. Not working out.

And I feel like I live at Toys R Us. Or Babies R Us. Or both. Not because I go to those places often, but because every room in our home has been invaded by toys and baby stuff. When we first moved into this house, we didn't ever think we'd outgrow it. We didn't even know what to do with all the space! Amazing what two kids and a few years will do.

On the other hand...

That last point has brought about something that is working out just fine. Jeremy has been working on finishing the basement! Woohoo! Slowly but surely, it's almost all painted and we have a working bathroom down there too. Also worked out quite nicely that our tax return should pay for some of the carpeting.

Jackson. Sleeps. 10 hours straight. Bliss. Need I say more? If you are a mom, I guarantee I don't. Uninterrupted sleep will work out just fine thanks.

I'm not complaining (that much), mostly I just think the things that aren't working out are kind of humorous. And since I haven't been posting much, that's what you get to hear about. I'm having a hard time getting into a blogging grove since the new year. I just seem kind of boring to myself lately. I'll try to work on that. For my sake and yours.

*EDIT: Oh, wait! One more. Not working out that I spelled my son's name wrong in the Blog Book. On his birthday entry, no less. Really, not working out.