Week in review

Not many milestones to report this week.  Chester seems to have mastered the vice grip and seems to be getting more violent with The Swipe every day.  He almost got sucking his thumb down but still prefers the thumb/index finger combo.  Tim took him for a walk to the grocery store yesterday and he said our kid was checking out EVERYTHING.  Just sucking up the environment.  It's turning cold here so I made sure that Tim dressed him up warm.  I'm digging his Fall ensemble.  Camo FTW!

As we head into Fall, I'm getting nervous because I was given an ETA this week of when I'm starting back at work, which will be mid-October.  This freaks me out as I'm not sure how I can swing this with my current full-time job!  I looked into daycare but most places don't take infants, and the ones that do have waiting lists that are insane!  We're talking at least a year to 18 months.  Um.  If you have an infant, how would you be on a waiting list for a year and a half???  You'd have to register before they were born, or even pregnant for that matter!  Who the hell plans like that?  Crazy!  I'm not so sure that even if I got into a daycare that I could handle it.  Would Chester be safe, would the environment be clean?  Ugh.  The thought of putting him in the care of strangers makes my heart hurt.

The good thing is my work is being very accommodating.  They are trying to give me a longer window to do each episode so I've figured out that I can do this if I work all weekend as well as about 3 hours each day, Monday through Friday.  The hard part is trying to figure out where those 3 hours will come from.  Tim usually gets home around 6:30.  Chester goes to bed around 10-10:30.  He has an hour feeding in that window.  I have to eat.  That leaves no time for anything else but working.  How the hell can I manage THAT?  The other problem is, where exactly will I work?  I can't work in my office when he goes to bed.  Where will I screen tapes? All these problems need to be addressed in the next few weeks.  I have a feeling that this might be simply too much.  And not just for me.  Tim is going to have to start getting up early on weekends to help out.  No more luxurious sleep-ins.  (Did I mention I never get to sleep in?)  If only Tim had boobs!  hehe!  He'll have to be up bright and early with me (and actually have to stay up) to take care of Chester while I do an 8 to 10 hour shift both days.  No more playing video games to 5:30 in the morning (which he did last night) and waking up between noon and 2.  Unless of course, we win the lottery in the next few weeks. Time to start paying that idiot tax!