All the Joie
two moms, two little boys & lots of living
Menu
Skip to content
  • Home
  • About Me
  • Etsy Shop

Month: July 2016

Don’t Worry–We’re Still Alive

7 / 15 / 16

Tomorrow, I leave my baby for two whole weeks. And he is likely coming down with HFM disease. But let’s back up.

KS9A7129

We’ve moved! If you follow us on Instagram (@allthefinn), you know that we’ve been settling into our new home for the past two weeks. The move is mostly to blame for my absence around here–coupled with a pretty hectic summer teaching schedule and my prepping for a 2-week graduate program in North Carolina.

Who am I kidding? This blog is like an old best friend; let’s call her Sally. She was a riot before the baby. We’d have spontaneous meet-ups pre-baby, talking about all of our wild plans for the future and downing a pitcher of white sangria. We were a BLAST.

Then, life happened. And now, Sally and I are lucky to get in a quick phone conversation, which is always, inevitably, interrupted by a whining baby or a FedEx delivery or an annoyingly insistent oven timer.

I’m sorry, Sally. I’ll do better.

The move was rather uneventful. Though, the weeks leading up to the move were mired in chaos, and I’m hoping not to have to relive them for at least another decade.

KS9A7953

The good news is that we really, really love our new home. Sure, there are still a few odd boxes in the corner. Our master bath is still without a vanity or a mirror or light fixtures. We’re teetering on the edge of a breakdown each time the brand-new-post-reno-money-suck of a floor gets scratched. And I haven’t the faintest clue how to operate our new washing machine. (Okay, the latter isn’t really that much of a problem, seeing as how Sona does the laundry, anyway).

But mostly, we are very happy to be in a larger space–one without a labyrinth of boxes.

KS9A7213

And Finn seems really happy, too. Part of the chaos of the weeks leading up to the move can be blamed on that little guy. He was kind of a nightmare, but I guess he earned it.

His whole world was changing. Any small place spaces he had in our old apartment were taken over by piles of boxes. Everything was in a state of transition. He could probably sense that his mommas were ready to knife someone at any given moment. And he had the worst case of diaper rash I have ever seen.

Like, they don’t adequately prepare you for the horror that is a real diaper rash during those pretty inane child-rearing classes. We’re talking open, angry sores on his bum. It was awful, and it lasted for a couple of weeks.

So, yeah, he wasn’t his happiest. And, in turn, we weren’t our happiest, either.

Yet, after just a few days getting used to our new home, Finn has completely turned a corner. It’s like he looked at our wide-open living space, which is more than double the size we had before, and thought, “Hell, yeah. I’m going to tear this place up.” It was a motivating mission, and he’s since started crawling, standing, banging, and damn-near speed-racing down our hallways.

My mom said he’d start moving as soon as he had the space to do it, and she was right.

KS9A7280

Sadly, tomorrow, I have to say goodbye to my little guy (and Sona, too) for two weeks, as I’m leaving for a graduate/professional program in Boone, North Carolina. I’ve been half dreading and half looking forward to this trip for months. On one hand, it’s something I really need to do to give my professional and personal self a jump-start. My head hasn’t exactly been in the game, this past year, and I’m hoping this will help give me a boost.

On the other, I’m a bit weak in the knees at the thought of leaving Finn for that long. In the long run, he won’t remember it. I know this. But I will.

We are a little too attached, the two of us. It’s a bit of a problem, actually. Though, it’s the kind of problem I don’t mind having.

So, ultimately, I think the time apart will be good for us, but I’m feeling pretty guilty about it, still. Most of my guilt comes from leaving Sona, who has wholeheartedly supported my going. I don’t think I could single-mom it for that long. At least, not without my fair share of alcohol. It’s going to be tough on her, but my parents are coming to stay for a week to weaken the blow.

To make matters worse, Finn’s nanny share mate was diagnosed with HFM disease, yesterday. They were together all week, and it’s pretty likely that he will fall victim, next.

KS9A7960

He already has some blisters on his bum and is drooling quite a bit–two early signs.

So, yeah. Not great timing, but I know there’s never a good time for this kind of thing. Now, we’re just hoping than none of us get sick, too.

I really don’t want to walk into program orientation, tomorrow, explaining that my professional peers shouldn’t come within two feet of my pock-marked face. Then again, it could make for a good excuse, should my dorm-mate prove to be a little too chatty.

I’ll do my best to post from North Carolina. I imagine that I’ll be spending a lot of time, sitting on my extra long twin-sized dorm bed, laptop in hand. (Can you sense my enthusiasm?)

Until then, send a little prayer to the HFM gods for us, will you?  We need it.

Leave a comment
Share
  • Pin it
  • Share
  • Tweet
  • Share
  • Email
  • Print

Let’s Connect!

  • Pinterest
  • Instagram
  • Email

Pinning, Lately

  • Strawberry Muffins
    Strawberry Muffins
  • Wiggle Switch Plate | Anthropologie
    Wiggle Switch Plate | Anthropologie
  • Salted Brown Sugar Chocolate Chip Cookies are chewy on the inside, crisp on the outside and extra flavorful thanks to brown sugar and sea salt. #chocolatechip #cookie #perfectchocolatechipcookie #recipe
    Salted Brown Sugar Chocolate Chip Cookies are chewy on the inside, crisp on the outside and extra flavorful thanks to brown sugar and sea salt. #chocolatechip #cookie #perfectchocolatechipcookie #recipe
Follow Me on Pinterest

Recent Posts

  • Trip Report :: Holbox, Mexico
  • Trip Report :: La Fortuna, Costa Rica
  • Trip Report :: Samara, Costa Rica
  • Trip Report :: Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica
  • Trip Report :: Todos Santos, Mexico

Archives

  • May 2022
  • July 2021
  • June 2021
  • April 2021
  • August 2020
  • July 2020
  • June 2020
  • March 2020
  • February 2020
  • January 2020
  • October 2019
  • August 2019
  • July 2019
  • June 2019
  • May 2019
  • April 2019
  • February 2019
  • January 2019
  • November 2018
  • October 2018
  • August 2018
  • July 2018
  • June 2018
  • May 2018
  • April 2018
  • March 2018
  • February 2018
  • January 2018
  • December 2017
  • November 2017
  • October 2017
  • September 2017
  • August 2017
  • July 2017
  • June 2017
  • May 2017
  • March 2017
  • February 2017
  • January 2017
  • December 2016
  • November 2016
  • October 2016
  • September 2016
  • August 2016
  • July 2016
  • June 2016
  • May 2016
  • April 2016
  • March 2016
  • February 2016
  • January 2016
  • December 2015
  • November 2015
  • October 2015
  • September 2015
  • August 2015
  • July 2015

Categories

  • Chicago
  • Food
  • Mommyhood
  • Our First Home
  • Photography
  • Pretty Things
  • Same-Sex Parenting
  • Tips for the Tinies
  • Travel
  • Trying to Conceive
  • Uncategorized
Angie Makes Feminine WordPress Themes