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| A pretty accurate depiction of our family...although Levi's a truly happy baby. |
It's been 20 days since the wedding...feels like a different lifetime ago! The day itself was so chaotic and overwhelming and stressful, I hardly even remember it. Every time I see a picture, a faint memory comes back to me, but it doesn't even feel like a memory of my own, but that of a dream. I really wish I had given us more time to prep...like going up to the ranch at noon instead of 3pm...having time to take pictures and kind of enjoy it, instead of nose to the grindstone the whole time. Once the dancing and everything started, we really did have a good time, but my nerves kept me overwhelmed most of the day. Everyone tells me the food was delicious and the wedding was beautiful...and I hear that the kids had a great time, what with the candy bar and the cotton candy machine and the photo booth. :) Glad I never have to do that again. I'm still waiting (kind of) impatiently for the pictures Carlee took. She's in the middle of planning her own wedding, so I understand to some extent...but she's given me nothing so far. I'm so anxious to re-live the day through the pictures.
Since the wedding, Drew was working day shift (7:30-3:30pm) which was working incredibly well for our family! He's so responsible with work, that he'd set his alarm, get up and ready and go...then after work, he'd get home and cook dinner or clean or take care of our little guys. I just felt like I finally had help...a true parenting partner. Then it happened, the inevitable...one of his bosses asked him to return to swing shift to help 'develop' the team, because apparently they can't function without him. And this is after they overlooked him for a Sous Chef position he applied for (which I'm glad he didn't get, since it would have meant more responsibility with zero pay increase, he already takes on too much responsibility for that venue), so now it's like he's simply there to pick up all the slack of the guy who did get the promotion and babysit him. How's that Drew's job?!? To babysit his own superior!! I'm pretty upset about it all...and it's not even like Drew requested this change, they forced him onto days in the first place! Grr. This is supposedly a temporary solution...two weeks they say...we'll see.
Levi's 8 months old! He's got one tooth cut on the bottom, and another in the process! He just started crawling and can push himself up to sitting! I'm so in love with this little boy! He also weaned himself from the bottle...so I can't pump anymore without the milk going to waste. Not sure how this will effect us in the long run, weird how I have one extreme with Timmy being 2 with a bottle still and Levi not even taking one (and I bought a few in hopes to get him interested). Timmy's doing great! He's communicating more and more and trying new words...nothing quite sounds exact, but just understanding him and his needs is wonderful. He's learning how to throw a tantrum just right...but we're catching on to him and his punk-outs.
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