Back in the Saddle Again
January 2, 2009 
Do you see those chubby cheeks? Do you see that chubby hand and wrist? Do you see that fluffly blonde mohawk? Doesn't it just make every mothering hormone in your body (sorry men, this comment is not for you) want to produce more offspring just so that you can snuggle and smell their baby softness?
Luckily I did have more offspring, just six months ago actually, so I've got all the snuggling and smelling of baby softness I can handle. But if I didn't, this picture of Little Blue Eyes from a couple years ago would definitely make my estrogen production go into overdrive.
Anyhow, I'm back in the saddle today too. Kind of. I'm half-heartedly in the saddle. I guess it's more like I'm riding side-saddle. I'm sloooowly but surely getting our chaotic household back in order. The washer is washing, the dryer is drying, more loads of laundry are sorted and just awaiting their turn, and I've got serious thoughts about making some kitchen goodies like creamy potato soup and apple pie.
Luckily I decided against making the creamy potato soup yesterday, due to my earlier in the day consumption of way too many dairy products. So I'm thinking I may make it today.
Did I actually decide not to make it because I just thought it was way too unhealthy to eat anymore dairy? Or did I not make it because I was too lazy? Hmmmmm... I guess you'll never know.
But I bet you've got an idea. But I'll never tell.
Despite still feeling lethargic (I think I've caught some sort of bug) and somewhat fighting the urge to cuddle up in the big cozy chair and completely lose myself to daytime drama television, just like I did yesterday, I am bound and determined to get at least some cooking and some cleaning done today. Why? Because I like to eat good, wholesome, homemade food, and right now we have not much of that to speak of. And because I feel better about everything in general when my house is in order. And because if I don't get control of this situation soon, Little Blue Eyes will have strewn everything -- toys, kitchen utensils, blankets, shoes, leftover Christmas decorations, and anything else he can get his chubby little hands on -- across the house and there will be no hope that I will ever regain any semblence of order.
Not that I ever really do anyway. But when our house is clean it's easier to pretend I do.
Reader Comments (2)
Little Blue Eyes has an ally now to help combat the passel of little girls that have amassed amongst our families - baby boy Swan is livin' large outside the womb!
Yippee! I just talked to the proud mama awhile ago. Sounds like they are basking in the glow. All my mothering instincts are kicking in and making me want to produce more offspring. Let's hope that urge fades quickly.