full weekend

i know i'm supposed to post part 3 of my pregnancy trilogy, but that'll just have to wait until tomorrow. this weekend was one of those that makes me sit back and realize just how much i have to be thankful for, and i need to write it down while it's fresh in my mind!

it started thursday night, when yes, we gave in and added cereal to gobbles' last bottle before bedtime. he slept like a champ, just waking up once or twice to whine, but was able to soothe himself to sleep. it was a blessing considering "cry it out" wasn't working. (i couldn't go more than 5 minutes listening to him cry, so i guess i really didn't give it a chance. oh well. not for me i guess. maybe i'll change my mind in a few months).


having had a decent nights' sleep thursday, hubs and i got up and started cleaning. he was heading out around noon to drink with his boyz all day watching college basketball (an annual tradition for them). after he left i did a little bit of cooking and hung out with my happy baby until the evening, when it was my turn to host the ladies for book club. i know, we sound old, right? i think it's a great thing all around - it keeps me reading (before i only ever read on planes) and gives us an excuse to get together regularly and have some wine and bites.


i was lucky because most of the group, plus a superfan of this month's author, were able to make it, and being a friday night, there was no pressure to get home and get up for work the next day. we had a few brief discussions about the book, Sellevision by Auguston Burroughs, but there was another topic that seemed to dominate most of the conversation that night. one of my favorite topics of late, babies! gobbles got to spend some QT with his favorite ladies (and meet some for the first time!), and he was in a decent mood for awhile. he did get a little cranky by the end, having missed a nap in there, but i know he had a lot of fun most of the night. besides, he was getting to talk to his 3 little friends, still hanging out in their mommas' bellies for now, no doubt listening to all the commotion being made over them. it definitely was a sight to take in, something i'm sure our group will be see for the next decade - a few ladies with wine in hand, a few pregsters, and a kid or two having to be attended to. all the while excitement building for each others' new boyfriend, new house, or new family arrival.


i realized as i cleaned up that night, putting just 1 wine bottle and 1 beer into the recycle bin, that nights out (or in) will be somewhat different from now on. not in a bad way, but just different. maybe it was just me, but i somehow felt more... adult. at 30 years old, i guess i should have felt that way for years. but just 6 months ago, if i had friends over and everyone left only having had 1 drink, i probably would have thought there was something wrong, that they didn't really like me or want to hang out with me. but friday as i was soothing gobbles to sleep and realized it was only 10:30 and the house had already emptied, i was completely at peace. in fact, i was already exhausted and happy that i could get a good nights' sleep! note to my friends: this doesn't mean i always want to go in early, i can still party like a rockstar if needed. i swear!


saturday we woke up to the sun streaming in, a picture perfect day. we had a bit more hosting to do before the day was completely ours. see, earlier in the week we got a call from the priest that baptized gobbles 3 weeks ago. he said he typically likes to come to house blessings after baptizing the little ones. we arranged for saturday at noon. we were a bit nervous as to how to act and what to do, so we put out a few bites and leashed up the bad dog. he arrived right on time and didn't even mind when the spoonsie bear jumped on him in greeting. (maybe we should have leashed both, eh?).


it was a nice little visit, we just discussed random things and thankfully he didn't even ask how often we go to sunday mass (um twice a year. i'm a horrible catholic). when we were discussing high school / college / seminary school, i felt old for the second time in 24 hours. the priest is 26. ha. now there is a wierd feeling. i know that i should be intimidated since he is a priest, which i view as authority figures, but that kind of left when we found out his age. sure, he looked young (my sister said at the baptism "what a waste of a good looking guy". this same sister also gave up being catholic for lent), but surely not younger than us? after the blessing of the house, as well as a bonus blessing of the animals, father was on his way, leaving hubs and i dumbfounded about what crazy denial we had been in about our age. the priest was a cool guy though, i didn't realize until later that he actually said "ohh, prendie girl", like in that voice that alludes to the fact that it was called whore house on the hill. are priests allowed to do that? so, all in all the visit left me telling myself, yea, time to get back to going to church regularly.


the rest of the day saturday could not have gone any better. hubs and i went for a nice stroll with gobbles and the dogs, then hung out in the backyard drinking coronas and grilling ribs. it almost felt like a little vacation, with the perfect weather and perfect company. just what we needed to recharge before the return to work. 12 days. tick tock tick tock.


oh, i almost forgot! gobbles rolled over completely for the first time today! of course by the time i grabbed the camera he realized that rolling over results in tummy time (which he hates), so he would only go halfway for the camera: