Mommyless In Seattle

MONDAY, JAN. 17
Ok, here we go. Let the games begin. Early this morning Mom woke up at about 2AM to start getting ready for her trip to Dallas, TX. She hired a car to be at the house at 4AM so that she could make to Seatac airport in plenty of time for her 6AM flight. At this time we did a little feeding and then I went back to sleep. As Mom was getting ready to head downstairs, she dropped her suitcase or something, which caused me quite a stir. Mom informed Dad that "the beast is awake," gave him a peck on the cheek, and was out the door.

Daddy did his best to sooth me, but the writing was on the wall: Mom was gone and this week was going to suck. It wasn't intended to be personally directed at Daddy, but with no one else to take out my anguish on, he got to suffer through my hour long tantrum. And hence, I was surely setting the tone for what he should expect for the week. Heh heh.

Since it was MLK day, my daycare was closed. Daddy stayed home from work to look after me. I showed my gratitude by being more temperamental the usual and giving him lots of scream therapy. He/we did get up the courage to attend our weekly PEPS meeting. Tonight it was over at Eric, Pam and Erica's house. Everyone was there except our facilitator and was giving Dad lots of supprt. The guest speaker was a nurse practitioner and field all kinds of questions from everyone. I was on my best behavior for the group, but socked it to Daddy just as soon as we got home. Poor guy, poor me. We want Mommy.


TUESDAY, JAN. 18
Up and at 'em a little earlier today so that Daddy and I get our acts together for daycare. I've gotta hand it Mr. Mom... He did a great job. Admittedly, I was a little out of sorts today and really only managed a couple of 10-15 minute naps at daycare. When Daddy came to pick me up and Amy communicated this to him, it was funny to see the dread on his face as he was imagining the another sleepless night. We went home and had a pretty chilled evening. The Sonics were on and LOST to Denver despite them having two of their starters out of action and a new coach holding the reigns. What was up with Ray Allen tonight... He was like 2 for 24. Yikes!


WEDNESDAY, JAN. 19
Mommy's birthday!! Daycare was really fun today and I'm feeling like I'm back in my groove. Obviously things aren't quite the same without Mom here, but Daddy and I are doing a really great job. The real treat of the day was that Grandma H. and Papa Jack came over to the house to see me and ease Daddy's pain. Grandma H. had stopped at Whole Foods and picked up some amazing steaks for Daddy to grill on his beloved Weber. We all hung out and had a great time. Daddy gave me a quick bath because I was smelling like the expensive cheese Mom blows all of our money on. Just kidding... It's because the Aquaphor that Dad puts on my to treat my dry skin enhances the rate in which I collect dirt. Mom called and we had a speaker-phone conference and wished her a happy birthday. She celebrated by going out for BBQ with her team. In case you don't know, Mom has a thing for BBQ... She becomes possessed!


THURSDAY, JAN. 20
Another smooth morning at home before getting me to daycare. You'd never believe how good Dad is at this... I don't think he can either. Today we did a fun painting project. Amy has got this cool non-toxic foam paint that she let us push around on paper plates. The paint was yellow, the plate round, so it kind of an interpretation of the sun. Yeah, that's it. Daddy showed a little early this afternoon to throw in the car and head out to Newcastle. Anne-Marie and Brett were hosting us, Grandma H. and Papa Jack, along with the Grubers's from Miami. Apologies are due here because I came unglued almost immediately upon arrival. For about one solid hour I inconsolably screamed. I was dry, not particularly hungry, just tired. Tired of my mom not being with me. Tired of eating that disgusting soy formula. Tired of only taking one giant dump per day (damn that formula). And just plain tired. Eventually I pulled it together long enough to be passed around from person to person like a hot potato, but Daddy packed me up and we made a hasty exit. It was great seeing everyone... I hope that next time I'm in a better mood. Oh, Jack and Martha gave Daddy a CD by a country band called Lonestar that contains a hilarious song called "Mr. Mom."


FRIDAY, JAN. 21
11:30AM Mom is HERE!! Reunited and it feels so good! Gimme those boobs!!