Friday, September 21, 2007

I did blog...

but I didn't post it. It was a whiny blog post that I wrote up on Sunday after a sleepless night with The Sweetness. It was a long and whiny post and after rereading it I decided that none of you really needed to read it. Sleepless nights are to be expected and with all the help that I get from C, I really shouldn't complain at all. Since The Sweetness is really SO GOOD, I absolutely have no business whining about her. She hardly cries. I read in books that babies spend 1-4 hours a day crying. I think that MAYBE in her 4 weeks of life she has cried for 1 hour total.

This Sunday is her first time at church and I'm excited yet nervous at the same time. See, not only do I have OCD tendencies (as mentioned in the previous post) but I'm very much a germaphobe. And of course the OCD in me has made the germ thing come out in full force since The Sweetness has arrived. I really don't want people touching her hands and face. Where the problem might be, is in the way that I tell them to BACK OFF and not so much in the actual request for them to not touch her hands or face. I'm really hoping to count on the support and protection of my friends on Sunday (HINT HINT... Staci do ya think Mike would stand by as a body guard?)
I've asked C to sit w/ me but I feel badly about doing that b/c in the last 4 weeks both of our attendance at church has been pretty scarce and I know that he misses playing the saxophone.

Ok, I have a real mystery on my hands here folks... this week we received in the mail a gift for The Sweetness, it is a Savings Bond, totally an awesome gift for her and I think its the coolest thing ever. Here's where the mystery comes in... the savings bond arrives in an envelope from the US Dept of Treasury and NOT from who the sender is or where they are from, neither is there a 'gift note' indicating who the gifter is. So we have no idea who this is from. I NEED to send a thank you note to them. I've asked some of the people in my family who I would suspect of doing something like this if it was them, so far they've all denied any involvement. What do I do now???

I know some of you are looking for more pictures of The Sweetness... they are coming soon. I plan on having a bit of a photo shoot w/ her this weekend. So hopefully, depending oh how they come out... I'll share them with you next week!

~Til next time!

5 comments:

Always Faith said...

LOL....don't worry....if you want to whine, I'm listening....and I completely understand...I'm lucky too, yet I'm still guilty of whining on my blog. *grin* but i do think it's sweet that you're tryin to stay positive. =) and the gifter wasn't me.....=)

Anonymous said...

its me again... what worked the best here.. (since yes I have Germaphobia and ocd tendencies here as well...) keep your little sweetness in the infant carrier for the first few sundays with the top up. Most people tend to this your baby is sleeping and with her feet aimed at you and top up- its quite difficult for people to reach her hands- and you won't have to say anything. Worked for a little while here. oh and PURELL makes those little carry things- that you can attach to your diaper bag. (I also attached one to my infant carseat... just in case someone started reaching in- I motioned for the "germ killer" first!) with a polite hmm..ah umm.".

well.. good luck! =)

<3Sha*

Rochelle said...

I think you are doing quite well with your OCD so far! But I'll be your body guard!! :) Ojh yeah... I am not the gifter either.

the lizness said...

I'm not the gifter either - but that is one cool idea!

Anonymous said...

The next time you are up all nite, here's a thought for you to ponder....try to remember VIVIDLY my 1st child as an infant. Your thought's will be so loud, you will never hear Sweetness cry.

Also, since my spiritual calling is "the ministry of the thorn" ;), I just wanted to say, that if you deprive her of too many germs, how can you possibly strengthen her immune system! (lol)

Tormenting you (with love, of course) from a distance,
GL

P.S. ...not the gifter.