Monday, May 12, 2008

Energy? Where did you come from?

It's amazing. Hayden woke up at the crack of dawn. But I don't get up at the crack of dawn, so instead I agreed to get up at 7am. And I wasn't tired! I wasn't feeling like complete crap. I have no idea why. I didn't get anymore sleep than usual. I didn't take some magic energy pill. But whoa. I am not dragging today. This is awesome because I have been dragging for about a month now. Like, barely able to leave the couch tired.

It's 9:30 and I've already done dishes, laundry, changed the sheets on the bed, gotten dressed, and played with Hayden! Usually, I haven't left the couch yet. I hope this energy stays. I hate feeling horrible all day.

I'm also still loving FlyLady. Granted I think today is actually day 7, and I'm still on day 3. But I've got the routine for day 3 down! Haha. Baby steps. My sink is clean, I'm dressed, and I have my little reminders posted!

This week was supposed to be a water play date for Hayden and 2 of his "friends". But as all you mothers know, this is the quickest way to invite sickness into the house! The minute you plan something, they wake up the next morning sick. So no friends over this week. Hayden woke up with a cough. Argh.

But maybe the combination of cough medicine and Hayden's early morning start will mean a nice long nap this afternoon.

My little boy is getting too big. As I type this he just crawled up into our chair - a feat he was previously unable to do. Sheesh.

Last night, in my typical over-worried Mom mode, I was complaining to Mark that I'm worried Hayden doesn't know enough words. I had been reading that at 18 months he should have between 5-20 words. Some sites just say 20. Hayden is not that verbal. I also don't think he understands as much as maybe he should either. So I pulled out his Old MacDonald book and started pointing out the animals. I was hoping he might learn dog or cow or something. Of course, in Hayden fashion, the word he came out with: "Moo". Moo? I guess beggars can't be choosers. I will have to settle for Moo. So his words are: Bye-bye, Mamma, Dadda, More, No, Uh-Oh, and Moo. And I'm not too sure if he really is saying More or not.

Anywho, I'm just a worry wart. I'm sure he's fine. He's definitely amazing me with his physical and fine motor skills, as well has his problem solving skills. He seems to excel there. So maybe the other stuff will come in time. I know he's a smart cookie. Too smart sometimes.

Now, whenever I tell him to do something he doesn't like, he'll put his blanket over his head. I guess blanket is protecting him from having to listen! Haha. Silly boy.

1 comment:

txaggiechick said...

yippee for energy! Hope it keeps going and going like the energizer bunny.