Monday, Monday

Truly an uninspired title, but then I am truly uninspired today so there ya go.

I am so glad you’ve seen Logan now, I can breathe again! I mean here you’ve been waiting along with me to see him, I just couldn’t wait to show you! Thank you so much, I soaked up all your sweet notes…can’t hear enough about my little guy. I passed them on to Brie and she sends her thanks and {{{hugs}}}. Whoever I missed, send me or leave me your addy and I’ll send the link. 🙂

Took Brie & Logan to his 2 week (!!) appt. today, he is doing marvelously, doc said whatever Brie’s doing ,keep it up. He’s now 8 lbs and 20 3/4 ” -hasn’t he grown? Little punkin. He is truly the brightest spot in my days. Brie calls me every morning and I hear him in the background, he’s a talker *w*, and my heart melts-I’m on my way over there soon after.

I took them home on Friday, then later hubs and I took Chels to her cousins, got back to town around 10 pm – which is Logans usual last meal of the day before bed. Sooooo….*L* yep, we had to stop in. I ran up to her window in my stockingfeet (Chels had took my shoes, long story), and tapped. Brie just laughed. He was awake, but barely. I told her I was “Logansome”. (my new word) And I was. It’d only been hours! I’m better now, but the house sure was empty for a couple days.

Brie is so happy and in love with him. She was blue for a few days w/ normal baby blues, but that’s passed and she’s just the little mommy now. That little boy has filled her life and heart and she glows. My heart, which hurt for her and worried for her, is full and thankful. She’s a wonderful mommy, I love watching her with him.

I’m sad today, due to another part of my heart – my husband. We had a big fight yesterday and it wasn’t the “clear the air” kind of fight. Where everything feels better after. Sigh. Men. Oh well, real life returns, huh?

He’s been under a lot of stress at work, and he’s such a workaholic that he gets so uptight-bringing that into our lives you know? That gets old. He got snotty, like he wanted to pick a fight and let off steam. Well he got it. Oy. I had my own irritations built up re: him and his (damn) work. The house was empty but for us, so we could let it all hang out. Not a good thing. Sigh.

Is it all men that do not see and appreciate life’s finest moments? The ones that mean so much? Knock knock pudding head, you’re a grandpa. He-llo. Do you see ANYTHING that matters?

This isn’t a new fight and that’s what saddens me I guess. He does this a lot, gets too caught up in work, and I, tired of fighting it, just let it go. I stay online more, read more. It’s easy for me to ‘go inside’ and occupy and entertain myself. But then he notices after awhile, and is pissed that we’ve ‘grown apart’. (Well no shit sherlock, you’re never home. Mentally or physically.But he doesn’t say anything at first. I think he has good intentions and realizes why, but then he forgets. If that makes sense, and we fight.

The thing about us, is that we can get along so well. Little irritations and whatnot fall by the wayside when we are together. Just because we’re happy to see each other and mesh well. That’s not good, we should bicker more, so it doesn’t all build up. But we just don’t. Don’t want to spoil the moment, too tired to fight, figure we’re just being picky, selfish, etc. Plus he works long hours, we don’t see that much of each other-so why waste it fighting? So when it blows, it’s big. Hurtful. I don’t know, I suppose everyone’s like that.

I’m just thinking out loud here, feels strange to write about it. I’ve been writing about just Brie and Logan and etc. for so long. It gets easy just to write about the happy things, spread the joy, you know? But that’s not real life, all the time headoverheels joyful. And before I write nothing but bragging on my grandchild-which would be easy for me, tiring for you!-I figured this was a good place to start. Besides you guys always have the best advice and/or best words to lighten a heavy heart. 😉

Right now, I need some immediate “lightening up” so I’m going to call Brie, if Logan’s awake he’ll be “talking” and that’ll do it. *s* I was the same over his grandpa when I met him, and still am. This will pass, just needed to talk a little.

Before I forget, I have to tell you (SOME bragging, I believe, is entirely necessary and required from a new grandma) that according to the chart on the doc’s wall today, Logan Philip is wayyyy ahead of what at his age, he should be doing. He rolls onto his side, holds up his head, grabs and holds and pulls things near, etc. *dusts off hands* There. Now you know how absolutely astounding he is, I can rest easy. *L* You’ve all really got to try this grandmother thing, it’s the bomb! Hurry up Snowwoman! I’ll have more pics soon, and no more web photo for me-so hopefully I’ll have them right here!

Have a great day all, and thanks again for sharing in this with me and making it even better. {{{{{hugs}}}}}