The kicker is that, Evan was a little sick too, and he doesn't sleep well when he's sick, at least not alone, so I couldn't get him in his crib. His daddy finally did last night, and that was a huge relief when I went to bed at 8:30 alone. I called Mike the Baby Whisperer. He's always been better at getting him to sleep in that crib. I think it's mostly because it's easier for him to reach in. Maybe I should get a stool. Or maybe I should just let him do it!
Sunday I decided it would be a good idea to try and sweat it out, so I attended an hour and a half Body Pump class at the gym with my sister in law. My legs still hurt. Whoops. Monday I went to the gym also. I could see Evan at the glass door of the daycare. It appeared that he was watching all the people moving around and being his curious self. In fact, he was crying the whole 45 minutes. Whoops. Yesterday I tried again. I got about 10 minutes in until the girl in the daycare signaled me to come get him (why that didn't happen Monday I don't know). Again, not what I was hoping for, but we can work on this. I expected that since he had been in daycare for so long, and did so well the two times before when I brought him with me, it would be fine, but I was clearly wrong.
We did get in one nice trip in to the park. It has been so windy around here it's not that fun to be outside for long, but we got to go for a little while, and I'm looking forward to going back many times. Speaking of being outside, I spent a little while yesterday trying to clean up the yard. That was a joke, I'm totally clueless. I don't even know how to turn the lawn mower on. I spent a lot of time philosophizing about what needs to happen, and then when Mike got home I told him I need some direction
Things in my shop have been going excellent. Last week was awesome. Just in time too, to make me really believe that things are going to be okay. I know they will anyway, but it's nice to have that little extra. I've never experienced working for myself before opening my shop, and there's not a lot of feelings that compare to having someone validate your work, by purchasing your designs, what you made; the realization that you just might be able to make a living off of your own creation (even if it's a small one).
These last few days have included some ups and downs, but I am confident that things are just as they are supposed to be.