Christmas break is over for the college girls who watch Nora, so I’m back to getting some me time. We changed the schedule a little bit, mainly due to their class schedules. Each day is a different girl, Monday Amber comes from 1-5, on Tuesdays it’s Makenzie from noon-5, each Wednesday is Kendra from 11-4, and then Thursday is Andrea from 8-noon while I’m at MOPs. So technically Thursday is the only day I really have something planned to do each week. The other afternoons I find things to keep me busy, like today, sitting at a coffee shop. I need to run a few errands, get groceries, and then I was planning to go work out too. Yeah, I know, I said work out. You’re all shocked, right? I joined Planet Fitness months ago and have yet to actually step foot into the facility. I even joined online. I’m hoping I can actually make myself go later. Send prayers.
I’ve been thinking a lot about having these girls come and watch Nora. I love them all and think each are good with Nora, so no concerns there. It’s just that I kind of hate having them scheduled each week. Like this morning, I would have loved to just chill and then maybe run some errands with Nora this afternoon, but since I knew Kendra was coming I had to get up, get ready, get Nora organized, clean up the house a bit, etc. I guess it forces me to shower everyday! There is so much I’d love to get done at home though, like clean, or organize the office… Sometimes I feel like I’m just wasting my days away at coffee shops. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love the time away to relax, but I end up feeling guilty. There is a huge part of me that would prefer Nora go to daycare a couple of hours a week. Perhaps then I could go back home and accomplish things there that actually need to be done. But I assume daycare comes with other concerns I’m not even aware of… And since Nora hasn’t been cleared yet by the immune team at the University, daycare is still out of the question. I was hoping by her first birthday everything would be figured out and she’d be able to get the rest of her vaccinations. We shall see. This Friday we are traveling back to the University to have her IgG checked again. I want nothing more for that level to be normal.
Oh, before I forget, I think Nora is finally getting her first tooth at 10 months (7 months corrected). I keep sticking my fingers in her mouth to feel around and I’m pretty sure there is one just popping through on the bottom. I tried to look but of course she is much too busy to actually open her mouth long enough for me to see anything. I never thought I would be so excited about a tooth! Kids surely change you!