|Me and Hubs!|
Monday and Tuesday one of my girlfriends needed a sitter for her little one while she worked. Her daughter is five months old and the cutest thing I've ever seen, so I jumped at the chance to watch her. Of course, Monday was astonishingly easy... she ate, she giggled, she slept, she smelled so good I wanted to eat her (Little Man, I love you, but you smell like a Big Kid)... after her momma picked her up I called my own mom and bragged about how I was the baby whisperer. No really. I was a freakin' genius with the babies. I even managed to cook and do laundry. YOU GUYS BABIES ARE SO EASY!
Then it was Tuesday. And the baby came back for Round 2. Which she won, hands down. She was still really cute, she smelled good, she was really snuggly... But she didn't have her magical go-to-sleep-binky. So she didn't sleep. She just wanted to be held, or she would cry. Which made my Little Man cry and cling to my leg in response to the noise. Which made my dog bark at the insanity of two crying ickle beasties. YOU GUYS BABIES ARE SO HARD! So my husband
So the rest of the week seemed uneventful after my babysitting adventures. I had an OB checkup where I found out I am finally gaining weight - 4 lbs in two weeks! Yikes! It actually still leaves me under where the "average" weight gain is for 32 weeks (+13 overall) but I am not really thrilled it is all showing up so fast! If I look at my weekly pictures though I can tell I've finally "popped" and gotten that preggo-belly, so hopefully that's where I put most of the poundage.
So overall, baby-sitting was a great success. I got to help out a great friend of mine, snuggle with a cute baby, and remember that despite the occasional rough patch with a little one, it is all worth it when they smile at you and fall asleep. I cannot wait to have a sweet-smelling bundle of newborn baby in my arms come August. And I will definitely be baby-sitting again sometime, although perhaps I will not be so quick to name myself Baby Whisperer...