Last week we started daycare. The reason I say we is because Darren and I both had to get used to the new routine and the morning I took Stella really felt like my first day at school. How weird am I?
The minute we entered the daycare I felt good though. It smelled like blueberry muffins first of all! I mean, an ax murder's house doesn't smell like blueberry muffins right? When we walked into the infant room the three babies that were there were all smiles and the teacher was very sweet. Stella on the other hand wasn't so easy. It was actually time for a nap for her and her lower lip started quivering and she gave me this sad little face. I had to keep telling myself it wasn't separation anxiety because she's way too young for that. I picked her up and started rocking her and then gave her to another teacher who was excited to hold her and figured out immediately that Stella loves being propped on a shoulder. I felt really good about leaving but it still took me a second to realize that that was exactly what I needed to do. I just stood there like a moron for a minute, like the teacher was going to give Stella back to me and then we were going to leave. As I was walking out of the room the director came down the hall and said "oh Stella's here today, we can't wait to play with her". I'm not an idiot, I know they say this crap to all parents BUT it made me feel good.
I then called Nicole, Melissa, my Mom and my Mother-in-law to let them all know I was fine and I didn't even cry. Yay me! I got to my garage and realized I didn't have to go home right away. I worked a half day and didn't have to be at work until 1PM. I immediately pulled out of my driveway and headed to the only place any woman without kids for a period of time would go....TARGET. Oh yeah, all by myself. I walked in the doors and said "hello old friend, I've missed you". I slowly strolled up and down the aisles like I did before Stella was born. Unlike the sprints we usually do when I have her with me. Anyone who has kids knows how this works. It's kind of like you're running a race. When you get out of your car you hear the starting pistol and you race as fast as you can through any store so that the time bomb you are carrying won't go off and start a screaming fit. Well not today. Today I got to try clothes on! I browsed, yes browsed. What did you purchase Emily? I know this is something you are wondering. An outfit for Stella and Spanx with an extra control top for my tummy. Okay, so this trip wasn't exactly like pre-Stella. I would have browsed the new bathing suits pre-Stella. At this point I'm a little scared to try those on just yet. A size E chest and so many stretch marks I look like a road map (I think I found a quicker route to Knoxville on my ass) doesn't lend itself to skimpy bathing suits. Does Spanx make a wetsuit?
When I got home I worked out then took a shower and got ready for work. One thing no one told me though, when you purchase spanx you need to be in decent shape. If you've ever worn control top panty hose you know what I mean. You work them up one leg only to have to pull up the other leg but then you realize you can't actually feel said leg because you have bunched up the garment so much it feels like a tourniquet. Well friends I got them on and put on the rest of my clothes and was amazed at how much they really did work! I looked great! I was so excited. Then I thought to myself......how will I pee? Then I thought, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. For now, I felt like a million dollars and looked pretty damn good. Peeing....who needs to do that!
I went to work and felt completely overwhelmed and excited all at the same time. I truly love my job and absolutely loved being back in the mix (I'm a dork).
When I got home Stella was all smiles (I take her to daycare, Darren picks her up). We got a little report about her that included all of her bodily functions for the day along with activities such as "I found my feet". It was a big day indeed. She pooped through her clothes and was wearing a spare outfit I had taken. She also slept like a rock. Daycare is going to be pretty cool.
On Friday Stella had her 2 month checkup at the doctor. She weighs 9 lbs 14 oz. I thought for sure it would be 10! So close! She's in the 25th percentile for her weight and height. Her head circumfrence is in the 50th percentile though. She's a string bean. I tried to get a picture of her when we were waiting for the doctor and she had just been weighed, she was as shocked as I was about her weight.
She also got 3 shots....I didn't like it but it's for her own good of course. That little face all red and tears in her eyes...being a parent has some sucky moments. Although she slept like she was dead the rest of the day Friday and slept through the night until 6AM. Yay Bug!
The minute we entered the daycare I felt good though. It smelled like blueberry muffins first of all! I mean, an ax murder's house doesn't smell like blueberry muffins right? When we walked into the infant room the three babies that were there were all smiles and the teacher was very sweet. Stella on the other hand wasn't so easy. It was actually time for a nap for her and her lower lip started quivering and she gave me this sad little face. I had to keep telling myself it wasn't separation anxiety because she's way too young for that. I picked her up and started rocking her and then gave her to another teacher who was excited to hold her and figured out immediately that Stella loves being propped on a shoulder. I felt really good about leaving but it still took me a second to realize that that was exactly what I needed to do. I just stood there like a moron for a minute, like the teacher was going to give Stella back to me and then we were going to leave. As I was walking out of the room the director came down the hall and said "oh Stella's here today, we can't wait to play with her". I'm not an idiot, I know they say this crap to all parents BUT it made me feel good.
I then called Nicole, Melissa, my Mom and my Mother-in-law to let them all know I was fine and I didn't even cry. Yay me! I got to my garage and realized I didn't have to go home right away. I worked a half day and didn't have to be at work until 1PM. I immediately pulled out of my driveway and headed to the only place any woman without kids for a period of time would go....TARGET. Oh yeah, all by myself. I walked in the doors and said "hello old friend, I've missed you". I slowly strolled up and down the aisles like I did before Stella was born. Unlike the sprints we usually do when I have her with me. Anyone who has kids knows how this works. It's kind of like you're running a race. When you get out of your car you hear the starting pistol and you race as fast as you can through any store so that the time bomb you are carrying won't go off and start a screaming fit. Well not today. Today I got to try clothes on! I browsed, yes browsed. What did you purchase Emily? I know this is something you are wondering. An outfit for Stella and Spanx with an extra control top for my tummy. Okay, so this trip wasn't exactly like pre-Stella. I would have browsed the new bathing suits pre-Stella. At this point I'm a little scared to try those on just yet. A size E chest and so many stretch marks I look like a road map (I think I found a quicker route to Knoxville on my ass) doesn't lend itself to skimpy bathing suits. Does Spanx make a wetsuit?
When I got home I worked out then took a shower and got ready for work. One thing no one told me though, when you purchase spanx you need to be in decent shape. If you've ever worn control top panty hose you know what I mean. You work them up one leg only to have to pull up the other leg but then you realize you can't actually feel said leg because you have bunched up the garment so much it feels like a tourniquet. Well friends I got them on and put on the rest of my clothes and was amazed at how much they really did work! I looked great! I was so excited. Then I thought to myself......how will I pee? Then I thought, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. For now, I felt like a million dollars and looked pretty damn good. Peeing....who needs to do that!
I went to work and felt completely overwhelmed and excited all at the same time. I truly love my job and absolutely loved being back in the mix (I'm a dork).
When I got home Stella was all smiles (I take her to daycare, Darren picks her up). We got a little report about her that included all of her bodily functions for the day along with activities such as "I found my feet". It was a big day indeed. She pooped through her clothes and was wearing a spare outfit I had taken. She also slept like a rock. Daycare is going to be pretty cool.
On Friday Stella had her 2 month checkup at the doctor. She weighs 9 lbs 14 oz. I thought for sure it would be 10! So close! She's in the 25th percentile for her weight and height. Her head circumfrence is in the 50th percentile though. She's a string bean. I tried to get a picture of her when we were waiting for the doctor and she had just been weighed, she was as shocked as I was about her weight.
HOly Moly, I had to look at Sula's stats at two months. She was 11lbs and 8 ounces (Colt was over FOURTEEN lbs, ha). Poor Sula though. Her head was in the 5%.
ReplyDeleteSo glad that daycare went so well!
She's a little peanut! That was almost Evans birthweight :) Actually, she's probably just a normal size! Ha! I am glad daycare went well! And when you finally took your Spanx off at the end of the day, did you feel like your entire body just fell out of them? I did - and it was always such a relief!!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE HER LITTLE FACE!! I also am very impressed that she found her feet. Sounds like a prodigy to me.
ReplyDeleteSO glad everything went well for you and Stella Bug.
Love you!!
Call me whenever. She is totally the favorite of every single worker.
ReplyDeleteI just peed my pants when you talked about spanx! I was in a wedding, six weeks after I had Caroline and I wore those. I thought I would never get out of them!!! Yay for Stella being the star at daycare!
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