so i weighed in tonight. at home i lost a pound...or so i thought. i got to ww and i didn't lose or gain. nothing. my damn scale at home tricked me and since i lost my prepaid thingamabobbers this week, i had to pay to get my ass...ets weighed. oh well. take that jenny and get your ass...ets in gear.
night four or so of tucker in the crib. last night was not so good, the nights before that were great. tonight is still to be determined. i haven't wrote much about his sleeping habits as i feel horrible that we've let him be in our room. there are many who say 'who cares' (including my husband...) and others who think i have to put him in there, let him cry...that who deal. i am working on it. that's all i can say. he is getting better and that is the most i can hope for.
i called the daycare center (faith) we are going to start bringing tucker to this afternoon. on thursday (tucker's first birthday...how nice) i am bringing him to faith to fill out the paperwork, meet the staff that i don't already know, tour the place, and whatever other fun things i need to do. i know it will be good for him, but it will be hard. i can't help but feel that i will be judged for how my kid is there. he is familiar to family right now...has his routine...now what happens when it is altered? i guess we will find out.
did you catch that? tucker is turning one on thursday. wow. i keep thinking about what was happening a year ago at this time. actually, last year at this time, i was out at the muni with friends, then we went to house's where i fell asleep while watching 'the 40 year old virgin'. that happened a lot while i was pregnant. i was always up for a good time and staying up with everyone, but when i was shot, i would fall asleep anywhere, anytime. it was funny.
happy late birthday to you house! we'll celebrate this weekend. no drinking flaming shots while they are still flaming though!