I'm going to be completely honest: nothing has changed since last week. No knitting has happened, no spinning has happened, no nothing fiber related has happened...other than my dreaming about it.
We've spent the week trying to get into the groove of the "new normal," whatever that may be. Husband is off work until almost the end of the month so we've been taking care of things that have been....well, not bothering us and not "neglected" but things we've wanted to do but just haven't had the time. For example, Husband and Little Man went on an adventure and picked up some racks that you hang wine glasses from and we attached them to a shelf and now we have a place to properly hang out wine glasses. We also went and bought a battery-operated lawnmower, leaf blower, hedge trimmer, and weed whacker/edger. We're going to start doing our own yard. We took some time to clean out the jungle that was the area by our lemon tree. It was starting to look like....well, a jungle. We've also started doing Amazon Fresh, which is a grocery delivery service available where we live. We'll still go to Costco for milk and a few other things and run to the grocery store if we run out of something we need, but we don't have to run around to the grocery store every couple days...and frankly, I wasn't looking forward to that with two kids in tow.
Stormageddon is growing already. He's got a little chub on him that he didn't have when we came home last weekend. His circumcision has healed. His umbilical nub is almost off (seriously, it's hanging by a teensy little bit and a stronger woman than I would just pull it off but I just can't). He's trying to hold his head up (and doing quite well) and the little stinker is trying to master rolling over. No, I'm not kidding. He's twelve days old and he's been trying to roll over since he was free enough to do so. I'm so not ready for that yet.
Little Man is still trying to adjust to everything that comes with having a baby brother. He's not used to not being the center of attention so we've been dealing with some tantrums, especially when people call for Facetime and want to see Stormageddon, too. He also doesn't like that Stormageddon sleeps in our room. He keeps trying to get us to put him in his crib in his own room. He's still scared of him but is getting better. He will rub his head or try to hold his hand once in awhile. Last night, he even tried to hold him for about thirty seconds. Unfortunately, we didn't get it on the camera but I'm sure he'll do it again...someday.
So, there's a lot going on but, at the same time, nothing going on. It's hard to describe.
I'd share some photos but I haven't even uploaded my photos to iPhoto from my phone so I don't have any :( Perhaps next week!
I hope you're all having a lovely Sunday and I hope I get back to my fibery endeavors soon!