being a new mommy

I think I am going to start making weekly lists so that I can feel less overwhelmed and more in control of my days. I get into these moods where I want to do soooo much, and then I just end up feeling too overwhelmed to do anything. Like, for instance, my house is a mess, but I need to do a few more things today too…so what am I doing now? Blogging.

Gah! And I need to pick a winner for my giveaway that ended Friday! I will get to that today I am sure!

Yesterday, we went to my sisters house and hung out — which included taking the kids to the toy store! It was a lot of fun, and L had a great time.
I also have a decision to make tonight about my career, as I am to speak to my boss tomorrow about a compromise. I’ll blog more about that later, let’s just say, I might be working for myself again – or I might not. See? A decision.

I have a ton of praying to do about this tonight.

In other news, L had his first grilled cheese sammy today and he thought it was delicious! Yay! I found a way to get some protein into my little vegetarian! =D

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The Cage from Megan Burleson on Vimeo.

How is it Wednesday already? Seriously?

So today, to make working easier on me and my husband, we got one of those baby playpen things. Basically it looks like a fence. Or, a cage. A baby cage.

L loves it, it’s his own island. Me, on the other hand, thinks the cage like resemblance is a little weird. But it keeps him safe, and even though I work in the living room with him, I can’t keep an eye on him constantly like before when he wasn’t crawling!

…still. I don’t like putting him in there. Dilemma.

I’m changing it to wordy Wednesdays from now on! =D

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I am DETERMINED to have a good weekend! I have been in a funk the last two weeks, and I realized the other day that I hadn’t gotten dressed all week. Yeah, I worked in pj’s all week. Something is wrong with that. Not good.

So here I am, showered and dressed and trying to concentrate on work.

Not doing a good job with that last part obviously — but hey! I am dressed!

Baby L is at the doctor right now with his Daddy trying to figure out why he isn’t feeling better. We have been dealing with fevers, runny noses, ear pulling and overall crankiness all week. I just want him to feel better! Plus, he’s been sleeping like poo, so we have been sleeping like poo and that’s not good.

Tomorrow, though, I am getting outta here! I am stamping with my SU! upline, and her customers! It’s always fun to craft, or do art around other people. It’s a Stamp-a-stack, so that means we get to leave with some cards. 20 dollars for lunch, stamping and lot’s of laughs. I am kind of nervous because I won’t know anyone, but it’s good step towards old Meg.

Speaking of post-partum-dom I think after 11 months, I am finally getting my body back. Lately, I have noticed little changes…my posture is better, my stomach muscles aren’t making me look pregnant anymore, and it seems my organs have finally shifted back into place. I have also noticed that after my period two weeks ago (my first one in two years!! YIKES!!) I don’t look like I am filled with water. My boobs are also shrinking, as I think I am losing my milk because of L loving his solids so much – he only breastfeeds in the morning and at night x2 now.

Still not skinny by any means…but at least I don’t still look pregnant when I walk around.

My Disney Giveaway ends tonight! I am excited to pick a winner. I have a couple more lined up that will last one week each – so stay tuned!! Very very good stuff coming!

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My little Peanut

So, as I read blogs of other mom’s with young babies, I always see this “My son/daughter is in the 95th percentile!”.

I never knew what that meant until I had L.

He’s a peanut. He’s in the 25th percentile.

Poor L, he’s already an underachiever, just like his Mommy.

He’s perfectly healthy, just small. I know this. His dad knows this. Everyone else, though, thinks there is something wrong. Like I am withholding food from my baby or something.

I hate hearing “He’s so small!” or “He’s small for his age!” or “My baby was already 500 pounds by this time!”… Trust me. He’s fine.

He’s just short.

I mean look at me, I am 5’3. His Daddy isn’t much taller.

Did you really think my kid wouldn’t be challenged in the height department?

We went for L’s 10 month appointment last Tuesday and he weight 16 pounds, and was 24 inches long. His head, though, is gigantic. So what he lacks in height and weight he makes up for with smarts!!

So, just a rant. I make small babies.

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After rolling around on his head for 3 months, L has decided ENOUGH! I am going to crawl! He crawled a little bit, and I quick grabbed my Flip and this is what I captured:

…we immediately went to the store, and bought all the baby proofing supplies we could find. I couldn’t be prouder.

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