Speaking of preschool, we're thinking of doing it next year. HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?! We're potty training right now (60% success rate right now and going on day 7) and we're talking about gymnastics class in the summer and preschool in the fall *cue mommy sobs and grown-up baby wails*
But really, preschool is expensive. I could buy two round trip tickets to Hawaii for the price of preschool. Ellie needs some good socializing though. That's our only reason for putting her in preschool this next year and not the year after. Somehow we created a book-loving introvert. Well, hyuk hyuk, the acorn doesn't fall very far from the tree. So it makes complete sense. But, we're pretty set on making sure that she at least has the chance to not be a super introvert. Only slightly introverted. We'll see. Oliver may just take over for her and be the crazy one.
Oliver is adorable and so much different than Ellie. He has the cutest smiles and coos. Ellie didn't smile as much as he did at this age or at least I'm pretty sure she didn't. Seriously, everything just blends together because it's all a phase and then that turns into another phase. The whole first year is a blur and just a phase. It's hard to remember most of Ellie's first year. Even Oliver's first few weeks are starting to blur together.
Oliver is taking a bottle like a champ, growing into 6 month clothes (thanks to his long bodied relatives), and sleeping better than his sister. He only wakes up, on average, twice a night. It's a miracle! Ellie woke up at least 3-4 times. It drove me crazy. Bonus: I can get both kids nap at the same time in the middle of the day. It's pure mommy bliss and I love it.
Now I need to put in time to exercise. Post-natal body is killing me. I forgot how terrible and annoying it is to wait for the jell-o stomach to become "normal" and the stretch marks to not feel like weird ripples. Also, that c-section scar is killing me. I did a 15 minute Pilates workout and my wound hurt afterwards. Ugh. AND shopping afterwards is amazing and terrible all at once. I may have bought 2 pairs of yoga pants just so I didn't have to wear uncomfortable jeans. Maternity jeans sag like no other and pre-pregnancy jeans won't button. What an awkward time. /endrant
I think it's time I left to eat my 2nd dinner. Breastfeeding stomach is 10 times bigger than pregnant stomach. True story. At least I get to eat whatever and not worry about it not liking me.