Thankfully, my sister Carly is newly (f)unemployed too and has signed on (starting this week) as my assistant, babysitter, dietian, and lifestyle coach. Yes, she does it all—minus changing dirty diapers—and I will try to keep her around for as long as her savings will allow, compensating her with entertainment from my endless vault of not-so-witty jokes and the occasional green fruit smoothie I might blend up for her nourishment. No seriously, having her here now is such a blessing and will give me a little bit of extra time and a good set of second hands to put some order and routine in the homestead.
We also made some goals today on where we would like to see ourselves and what we would like to accomplish by the end of this year just to make sure we are not, you know, enjoying (f)unemployment TOO much, eating embarrassing amounts of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream on the couch, watching Food Network marathon shows, maybe throwing the occasional toy here and there to King as we leave him idling in his play pen. No, us girls would never, EVER do that, now would we?
So here are some personal goals I have for the next three months, some more far-reaching than others but hey, it’s always fun to dream a tad bit…right?
1. Continue blogging- Like I have attributed over and over again, blogging has been such a welcome addition to my daily routine as a reluctant housewife and keeps me out of trouble. And my teeth brushed.
2. Continue breastfeeding exclusively- At 4 months, King already weighs 20.5 lbs (his weight no longer fits into a percentile as it is literally off the charts) and is as healthy, happy, and active as can be. At our doctor’s appointment this morning, his pediatrian started talking to me about feeding King solids and supplementing his diet with vitamins but after all the independent research I have done, what I think is best for my family is to keep King breastfed exclusively for as long as we can and have him self-wean when he is interested in what we are eating. And seeing how he made such an ugly face and spit out the fruit I gave him yesterday, I know he is not ready for food yet.
3. Become a domestic goddess- Or at least aim to cook dinner for Patrick each night. I shamelessly tricked him into thinking I was this supermom and power housewife when we were dating (c’mon, all us girls do that!) and now that we actually have a family together, he is feeling the bait-and-switch real good (or bad). So Patrick, dear, I’m going to (try) to cook and clean more, ok?
4. Write a book on relationships- HAHAHA yes we can all LOL but I would really like to write more and maybe put something together on love that might actually be cohesive and make some sense. Patrick always pokes fun of me for thinking I am like this old soul who has all the answers in life (because I sure argue like a petty 5-year-old) but you know those people out there who are forever in a predicament in their own lives and yet give the greatest advice on how to live yours? Sadly, I think I am one of those people.
Okay, 4 goals and 3 months. Now off to Whole Foods to grab ingredients for dinner!