The Place Where Babies Don't Cry

Today I took a jog, and while I was on that jog, I started to walk. I didn't want to go home. I didn't want to leave the place where I was. And by that place, I don't mean the random streets around my house...I mean The Place Where Babies Don't Cry. Any place without babies or toddlers is this place that I hope to return to again very, very soon and often again after that.

We've listened to so much crying in the last seven weeks. We have company in town right now, and everyone has tried everything, and I am the ONLY person that can make it stop. Unless somebody else from some fantasy land shows up with milk, it's all on me. So far, I've handled it well. But...it hasn't even been two months. And now that the caged beast has had a second to experience fresh air and peace and quiet, I don't know how content I can be to let this phase run it's course without a definite end point. Maybe once he's three months things will improve? Even so, that's not until March 15th, which is the same thing as an eternity when you're living my life. And if he's anything like Gavin (and so far he's a LOT like Gavin, and not in the good ways), it'll take way, way longer than 3 months. I kind of feel gypped. I was banking on Graham being my easy baby. Lesson learned...I won't assume anything like that again.

Anyway, we spent two great days at WM Phoenix Open with Graham in tow. He spent his time strapped to Dylan in the Ergo happy as a clam. If only it were practical to wear the Ergo day in and day out around the house and everywhere else...

It was most definitely a different experience than in years past, but really, really nice all the same. I was one person among about 160,000 who sat on a hill and nursed a baby. I'm sure it drew more than one stare or remark. It's not exactly a baby-friendly environment. Luckily I could care less. I need to feed my baby, but I also need to live my life. Dylan was a champ wearing the baby all over the place. We went with three of his buddies on Thursday, and then Dylan's family came into town and joined us at The Open on Friday. We had to take off kind of early each day to pick up Gavin, but it was more than worth it to head out there for a few hours.

Hole in one!

Selfie!

Lounging

All ready for his second day on the course

Real men wear babies!

Taking a break, getting a snack.

Sweetest little thing

It's the moments like this, rare and fleeting, that make it all worthwhile.

Guinea and Graham

My chaffeur

The Millers are here, and we've enjoyed hanging out at home today. Our afternoon plans have been sidelined by a toddler with a cough and a fever. We thought we had dodged the daycare plague since all the other kids are on the mend. But I guess not. Dylan takes off to Vegas in a couple days, so we're hoping to keep Graham healthy and get Gavin in better shape or else it'll make for a REALLY long week around here.

I pray that the nice weather hangs on long enough for me to get a bike ride or two in this season and that I hang onto my sanity in the meantime! As they say in life, this too shall pass. It's not that I'm wishing life away or wanting my babies to grow up too fast...except that that's exactly what I'm doing. I love them so much, but if people could just fix their own food and do their own laundry and get their attitudes in check around here, that'd be great.