Quit Whining You Wimp

So lately my blogs have been very, let's say, gloomy. My goal for this week is to be highly optimistic about everything, including writing two papers due this week, a test on pathophysiology of the neurological system, and starting to get my life together to go back to work in a couple of weeks. I think I can be cautiously optimistic about sleeping because the last four nights we have done bath, story, singing, bedtime at 10-11 p.m. and he has slept, fairly soundly, until 6-7 a.m. (Think of the Mormon Tabernacle singing, "Hallelujah!" really loudly) I think we have moved to a more trusting point in our mother-son relationship.

Brody was a cute chicken for Halloween. He did not like the chicken head, but tolerated the costume because I made him.

Brody's blessing was on Sunday. It was awesome. I can't even describe in words what I felt that day. Blake was uber nervous about the blessing and was sick that morning. Brody and I went and set up the Lion's club for the luncheon afterwards and left Blake to have some time alone. I think that did he a lot of good. The blessing was amazing. Brody was awake and had his binky in until about 10 seconds before Blake stood up. I was nervous he was going to scream all the way through the blessing, but he didn't. He was a very good boy. Blake says he earned a pig. I can't believe how many family members came and supported us. We are so blessed! Huge thanks to everyone who helped, brought food, or just gave emotional support.

That night, Blake actually took Brody, by himself, to Grandma Hall's for a little visit. This is the first time Blake has taken him alone, which meant that I got to sit in the bed and watch Sunday night football/Amazing Race in peace and quiet by myself. It was magical.