Hawks Nest

I'm not sure what you would call yesterday but I'm pretty sure I can describe it best as a hormonal tornado. Google started it.

You'll remember about a month ago I was worried that Logan still wasn't sitting up by himself. Well - here we are a month after that and he is now a great little sitter and a new worry has popped up. go figure. He is soooo not mobile and google is the devil. I came across a ton of "What should my 9 month old be able to do" articles & while there was a good deal of articles saying that babies develop differently and some never even crawl the ones that stuck with me were the ones saying "if your baby isn't attempting to move by 9 months there is something wrong" So yesterday I practiced tough love. When that wasn't successful, I cried.


It snowballed from there.

Logan didn't nap well, Dylan got under my skin. And things that don't really upset me had there go at me too. Kevin got several emails but nothing he said was really helping - I was too far gone at that point. So I sat across the room from Logan while he played & I cried. Logan did his best to get a smile out of me...he kept flashing me the biggest smiles and talking to me - all that did was make me cry harder. What the heck is wrong with me...look at this face

We all needed fresh air so after lunch we took a walk in silence - I think Dylan knew better than to stop and smell the roses on this walk...we were all business, walk fast...burn some steam and let the cool air dry up the tears.

It got better from there.

I slept well & we are having a much better day today :) Logan has his 9 month appt. this afternoon so I plan to speak my worries to the doc. I don't expect he'll say that there is anything at all wrong with Logan but it'll be a weight off our shoulders to speak our troubles out loud to someone who hopefully knows what he's talking about.

Whoa.
Dear Hormones,
WTF. Don't do that again. Or at the very least give us a warning.