96 Hours...

I am down to 96 hours of paid work! I'm actually VERY excited by this prospect. From what I have read, and I'm an avid reader on all things baby and parenting, Rocky is going to experience the most growth over the next 3 months and I so don't want to miss it. We already see changes in him daily!

When we first started pureed foods for example he could barely keep it in his mouth due to a still existent tounge thrust. Now a short 2 weeks later he is opening his mouth like a little bird and "chewing" his food.

When his Godparents gave him his exersaucer for Christmas a mere month ago his feet grazed the floor and he had zero balancing control. Now, he pushes up on his feet to come to a standing position and manages to turn himself in a clockwise motion so that he can reach all the stations of his toy.

No longer is my little baby the tiny helpless newborn whom we could lay on any surface without worry that he'd roll over. Now if we don't watch him like a hawk we might miss that, and more!

The financial adjustment will be HUGE, but I've already got some plans in the works. My first thought was to put an add on cr@-igs list for in home child care. Day care for 2 days a week at a church would have run us $600 a month, so my thought is for 5 days a week even if I charge $25-$30 a day that is still a bargain. I would like to think that since both Barney and I have our clearances that many people would be interested in the service, but who really knows. Plus, I'm not going to want a TON of children, just one or two...while it may not generate a lot of interest I can still put out feelers. If that fails to pan out then I will find a part time job at a retail establishment that is willing to work with my need to start after 5:30, and not work BOTH weekend days. I'm not naive enough to think that I can dictate that I won't work weekends, but I will not work both days that is for sure.

Other plans include losing the weight that I regained. I was down 30 pounds not long ago, and have since gained it all back and probably more. Since I'm afraid of the number on the scale I won't step on it, but looking in the mirror, and feeling the tightness of my underroos is horrifying enough thank you. I'm going to put myself on a schedule during the day so that all of my housework will be completed, and still be able to get an hour of excercise in during the baby's nap, but first I must compelete these last 96 hours of drudgery work...