Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Circus Circus

If you keep saying that title over and over again, the word "circus" starts to sound like another language. Isn't language weird?

Let's have a random post, brought to you by pictures from my iPad! I looked through the photos on this crazy contraption from the future and thought it pretty much sums up my life right now. Basically because I carry this iPad all around the house with me these days. It's much easier to hold one-handed than a laptop.

We broke down and got some seating for the new sitting area of our master bedroom. Do you spy something cute in this picture?

Facetime is a regular occurrence in our home these days...

My high score on Bejeweled Blitz! It only took me 2 weeks to get there....seriously...what is the secret to getting 700K PLUS on this game? Are y'all cheating? (I affectionately refer to my iPad as my "bejeweled blitz player" to Kennedy...he thinks I'm addicted.)

Newest game obsession: DrawSomething! Can you guess what Kennedy was drawing? hahaha

I love my life - hermitness and all!

On Sleep Deprivation

I had an idea to write a blog post about my lack of sleep this morning at 3:30, as I stared at the baby monitor chanting "please don't wake up again, please don't wake up again."

The short answer to the question "Are you tired?" is a two parter: Yes and I don't know.

I'm completely exhausted. I love the bedtime hour because every night holds so much promise: will he sleep longer tonight? Will I wake feeling refreshed? So far the answer is no. What is it that keeps giving me hope? I'm really not sure...some weird motherhood hormone, I guess.

Here's something fun about being a mother now: any type of weird ailment or psychosis is chalked up to hormones. This is the first time in my life I've been OK with that. Before, it was offensive. Now, I'm thankful for the excuse. (Note: That still does not give any male in my life an excuse to accuse me of having a hormonal episode.)

This is also weird: My body has strangely adjusted to the lack of sleep. I'm nervous about going back to work in a couple of weeks, but not that nervous. Mostly because I have that hormone excuse. I'm totally going to use that in a pinch.

Baby's crying. Time to eat. Peace to those of you who have wisely opted to wait for children. This must be what everyone means when they say, "If you wait til you're ready to have kids, you'll never have kids." Nobody is ever ready to not sleep.

Doesn't make the saying any less annoying.

150!

Crazy! I've written 150 blog posts! Good for me.

I miss this old blog, and believe it or not, I've actually been able to be semi-productive despite having a newborn. Of course, it's not so much projects as it is keeping up with housework and laundry. I have to remind myself sometimes that it's really not that big of a deal to do those things with a baby around, because generations before me have done the same thing and not expected praise for it. But I'm proud of myself for folding laundry in the same week that it was washed, dammit!

Today was a rough day for Campbell and me. We are in a bit of a fuss phase. Yay. When Campbell gets fussy, I get fussy. It's pretty ugly.

In order to forget what today was like, I'll post some pictures where he is acting like a perfect angel:

Time for a Mom update! (Feel free to skip this if you're completely uninterested in what's going on with me and my kid. I remember those days...)

1. Campbell was 4 weeks old last Friday, but 1 month on Monday. This confuses and bothers me. 

2. Birth announcements have been ordered! Sometimes I hate being so cheap - Wish I had forked out some $$ for newborn pictures in that first week (before he started crying.)

3. Went for his 1 month appointment on Monday and he's grown 2 inches and gained almost 2 lbs (net) since birth. I don't know what percentile he's in for anything. Sue me.

4. Guess what? Campbell is crying right this minute!

5. I love him.

Caption Contest!

"And I saw a bug, and it was this big..."

Stop it, Joan!

It is really difficult to nurse a half-asleep baby when Joan Rivers keeps making me bust-up laughing.

I love Fashion Police -- Can I get an amen?

Torn

I'm looking at my sidebar, and the pictures that are supposed to represent my life are grossly out of date. For one, I was a lot thinner and tanner in those photos. That was also from a time when Elvis was our only baby.

Now we have 3 dogs and a REAL baby. (My mind has still not wrapped around this reality.)

I don't know what to do. On the one hand, I could just add a few more updated photos to the side-bar. Or I could make a huge banner with photos in it across the top. Both of those sound like a lot of work.

Oooh! I just had an idea. NO PICTURES. Or just leave it outdated. Yeah. I'll do one of those.

Mom Confessions:

-When Campbell is hungry and rooting, sometimes I put my cheek near his face so he'll try to latch on. It's like he's giving me a kiss!

-Sometimes when he's crying, I wait a minute to console him because I love the smell of his baby breath. (I don't wait TOO long, don't worry!)

-I let Elvis sleep in Campbell's Boppy (when he's not using it, of course.)

-Breast-feeding is hard.