Weekends are just too short.

I spent the entire weekend at home with Dylan, and it was wonderful. J ran a lot of errands for us, while I stayed home with the baby. I cherish those moments when it’s just him and I bonding. I love playing trains with him, singing songs to him, and chasing him throughout the apartment. He’s become such a big boy, and it’s so much fun doing the things that he likes. His favorite toy ever is the Thomas & Friends train set that I got him for Christmas, mainly that’s all he plays with right now. Who would’ve thought this girly girl would love playing “choo-choo”?! Another game that he loves is when I take my hair down from my ponytail, and tickle his face with it. This boy is obsessed with his mommy’s hair! I did it in front of J when she got home, and she said, “Look at his face! He is in heaven!”

I wish I could be a stay at home mom. I miss him so much right now.

I also wish I could try for # 2 soon. That is not in the cards for us at the moment. For one, I am just coming from an extremely emotional year, and don’t think I am ready to TTC right now. Secondly, I don’t feel so great health wise. Lately I feel very lethargic, I have no energy, and I don’t feel my best. I am not too hard on myself for not taking great care of myself recently, but I will have to make some changes before I jump on the baby wagon again. Nothing extreme needs to happen, but I need to start taking vitamins again, eat healthier and become more active. Lastly, I want to enjoy spending time with Dylan while he is a one year old and an only. I would like to TTC at the end of the year. I want to very VERY badly, but I have to be practical as well and do what’s best. I am 32, so I feel that I still have some time, but I feel the clock ticking anyway!

For now, I am thoroughly enjoying the time I have with my son. I love his little mischievous smirk, I love the way he runs around, I love the way he giggles when I push his trains on his track, I love the way he hugs me, and I love the smell of his hair. I love how he snuggles closer when I sing to him in the rocking chair, and I love how he is the only person in the world who loves my singing.