2) Speaking of T’s bed, I had budgeted $200 for his twin mattress and box spring. We were driving home from church on a Sunday when my phone buzzed with a Groupon alert “$200 to spend on a mattress at Mattress Firm for $50”. B and I purchased our bed three years ago from Mattress Firm and have loved it – and had a great experience with our local store, so I dropped the boys at home, ran to the store to see if they had a twin bed that was comfortable and would be under – or around $200. Found an awesome one, bought the Groupon, dragged B and T back to the store and we had his mattress on his bed (though we’re not forcing him from the crib, I just want everything ready when he is) that day. I love when I “save” money off of what I budgeted, and “saving” $150 made my day!
3) Our daycare crap is coming to an end – or at least the criminal, legal portion is coming to an end. And sooner than we expected, which is nice in a way. I don’t want this event to define our lives. The long, sordid story isn’t something I want to recount for all of the world to see – we’re trying to move on – but long story short, the daycare providers we trusted with our son’s well-being pleaded guilty to reduced counts of child abuse (neglect) and they will be sentenced later this month. There are innocent children involved and their story is not mine to tell, and for that reason this is all I will say on the matter. We’re accepting the end of this case and committing to moving on – other than never trusting anyone ever again. Hope Thomas likes the idea of home school and his mom or dad coaching or being present at every single sport and activity he’s ever involved in for the rest of his life. Kidding…kind of.
4) I’m feeling especially blessed lately – #3 aside. We have really become a part of our neighborhood community since Thomas was born. Suddenly from our house to the end of the street, there’s not a house without a kid. We have built-in playgroup in our alley, and an amazing community of friends who – amazingly – lift each other up and support each other instead of tearing down. Isn’t that so rare – especially in moms – these days? We had everyone over for the Super Bowl on Sunday and it was just easy. I love when entertaining is natural. A year ago (almost to the day) we had a house next door to us that was rented (illegally against our HOA covenants). And now that house is home to not just great neighbors but great friends. I was making a doctor’s appointment last month and had to give my address, and as I told her our street name the receptionist said “That sounds like a pleasant place to live.” It is and I fall more and more in love everyday.
5) I asked B the other night if he thought we should take a refresher childbirth course. He said, “I don’t really care, do you want to?” I said, “Do you remember how to coach childbirth?” B: “He he he hoo.” Me: “I don’t actually remember you doing that when I was in labor. Did you coach me?” B: “Coach? Em, I was the referee trying to handle your fight with the entire labor and delivery staff over Popsicle flavors, epidurals and c-sections.” We’ll be delivering at a different hospital with a different doctor, this time. And I’m considering bringing my own Popsicles.