I have to admit, I’m pretty psyched that it’s November. Not for any particular reason, it’s just that I FINALLY feel like I have enough of a grip on the day to day of momming to start blogging again. To start cooking again. To shower on a regular basis. Yes, Ethan is five months old. It took that long for me to feel like I might be a human outside of our feeding/napping/endless-attempts-to-entertain-a-human-I’m-not-supposed-to-let-watch-TV-for-the-next-year-and-a-half schedule. I follow a lot of blogger moms who seem to have a much better grasp on all this than I do right from the start. Ehh, I’m owning my mess of a life.

We still live in a one-bedroom apartment on the third floor of a building without an elevator. And despite the fact that we have two storage units to contain all the stuff that we got for wedding gifts, clothes that don’t fit me anymore (but I’m not quite yet ready to believe they never will again), and all of our belongings that we had to ditch to make room for baby stuff. Our apartment is still a mess most days.

What were you for Halloween?

What were you for Halloween?

Which brings me to my first resolution for November (a repeat from last month that will continue every month until it’s done): Find a house. The Little Fella is about fifteen minutes away from sitting up on his own and I know crawling isn’t too far off. We need a bigger, more baby friendly home and will hopefully find one before he starts walking. We’re bummed to be leaving the city behind, but we’ll just never be millionaires and thusly never be able to buy real estate in New York City. Feel free to leave comments about why living in the suburbs is awesome to help me feel better.

I'm a mess.

I’m a mess.

Next resolution. Create a household routine. This could take a lifetime. But in order for me to do things like exercise and cook and shower and make a living I need to work on everyone’s schedule. The baby is in a perpetual state of being half-assedly sleep trained. Roy and I just have to put on our grown up undies and sleep train the baby and then work on a real, concrete nap schedule. Once that’s accomplished I need to be disciplined enough to use those fleeting moments of sleep to actually get things done. I’ve given up on going to the actual gym with regularity (and my membership ends at the end of the month) but I can workout at home once he’s down for his longest stretch of sleep at night. Zombie workouts for the win!


Most important resolution: Be thankful. It’s a challenging time in our lives as a family. The Fella is working on a book and working a grown-up jobby-job. I’m trying to figure out how to work from home with a baby. Ethan is (almost) five months old and acting accordingly. We’re all running on fumes and because of that it’s easy to take how amazing this time of life is for granted. So this month I resolve to think about how thankful I am for a healthy baby, for an amazing and supportive husband and a pretty great career that allows me to be home for all of the milestones in Ethan’s life. I’m even thankful for Inez, who has taken to pee-ing on all of Ethan’s belongings on a regular basis. When she’s not making our very tiny apartment smell like urine she’s an awesome dog. It’s all a silver lining.

That’s about all I can handle. What are you resolving for November?