Is it already time to flashback to Sawyer as a baby? Well, he is just over nineteen weeks now so we can at least review the first quarter of his babydom.
According to my own bossyness, we should have completed all thirteen of the rookie moms weekly challenges within his fourth trimester, right? So, let’s see how we did!
- Pretend you’re in Europe — I totally did this. Before I could sit (let alone sit and enjoy coffee), Sawyer and I walked to our neighborhood cafe. Extra whipped cream on everything please. Supporting evidence in foursquare. It counts.
- Grab a buddy to go on a recon mission. Check. Well, I’m counting some of my previous experience as a mom-friendly nutjob always on the hunt for new and secret places to nurse and change a diaper.
- Join or start a new mom’s group. Kinda sorta. This warrants a whole ‘nother post on whether or not I even want new friends these days. I *do* want some people in a similar boat to kvetch about sleep and swaddles, boobs and bottles. Stay tuned.
- Visit a fabric store with your sidekick. YES! And I have been there a few times. Lucky me, the fabric outlet that I had never even been to before is a short walk in a baby carrier away. I loaded up the carrier with Sawyer and hand sanitizer; shoved my wallet and phone in my pockets; and came back with a small bag of material for various projects (that I assigned to other people to do for me).
- Go to the grocery store for just one thing. Sadly, yes. And I still felt insecure and like I needed the practice.
- Paint your baby’s feet for posterity. OMG, so cute! Alec and I did this right before his paternity leave ended. {sorry this photo looks like crap, I think I just broke iPhoto so bear with me!}
- Take a postnatal yoga class, with your baby. No. I will accept this as my first failing. But in my defense, Sawyer and I did take an ass-kicking bootcamp class for seven weeks starting when he was 12 weeks old. Booyah!
- Get a pedicure. Of course.
- Go to a mom and baby movie. So much. Sawyer has seen several (high- and low-) quality films in his young life: Harold and Kumar Christmas, Moneyball, Our Idiot Brother, 50/50, Footloose, Alvin and the Chipmunks Chipwrecked, and A Dolphin Tale (with me, Sawyer, and Milo sharing a seat when we were the only ones in the theater).
- Plan a mom’s night out. Yes, because of my awesome husband who is unafraid of putting three kids to bed.
- Visit a friend or spouse at work. Yes. Sawyer and I nervously visited Alec at work. All was well except for the screaming in the mega-van on the return home.
- Enjoy modern art. Okay, we didn’t exactly go to an art museum, but I did bring the little guy to the Air and Space Museum in DC. And it kind of sucked. I’m counting it.
- Make a Modern Family photo. I did take a funny picture-in-picture picture (see above) but I did not have the skills to make it fancy. Nor did I actually leave the house! Fail, with flourish.
I’m going to grade myself pretty highly for tackling the first quarter of rookie mom challenges with my little sidekick. We were certainly living up to the spirit of the list — even if I regularly complain that my baby isn’t very portable and want Whitney to come to my house so I’m always near that beloved baby swing.
Is anyone else doing our weekly challenges? How’s it going for you?
Very impressive! You did a lot
You have me beat by a longshot! My little guy is 5 months old and I was so proud of myself yesterday for……dum da dum….joining a playgroup! I haven’t actually gone yet, but it is in the works. Still counts right? I found a group for kids 24 months and under that meets Tuesday mornings at 8:30. I will just have to get myself up and ready before little one gets up and we will be good to go! I wonder who this playgroup is more for: me or him?
first of all you are ridiculously high achieving. A+ Second, I would totally be your friend in the same boat so that you wouldn’t have to make any more friends had I not moved to Israel. That stinks. Because that’s what I need too and I don’t really want any more friends except that now I have none which has it’s own problems. Third, we’d fight anyway about who’s house to be at since my third, the one who was supposed to be super easy and raise himself, is also kind of not portable and already has attachment anxiety even though he’s only seven months. here we go…
Mine is 6 months now, and you way have me beat. I fail at 3, 4 (because I can’t even imagine, as a domestically challenged individual, anything I could possibly do with fabric), 6, and 7. Although, I had the “hubby in Afghanistan” handicap until she was five months, so I think I didn’t do SO horribly. Now that he’s back, maybe I can catch up!