First Real Weekend

This past weekend was my first real weekend in 8 months! Weekends became synonymous with being busy and having to visit with friends and family but this weekend we reserved for ourselves!  We didn’t make any plans out of the city which means the world to me.

Despite the cranky days Carter had been having, he woke up Saturday in a perfect mood!

blog25We went to the 519 (The city’s queer community centre) for a drop-in play time and carter crawled around reaching for different toys.  He was enamored with the man that was running the programming.  He has always had a thing for facial hair but this was above and beyond.  He ate a ton of snacks while we were there and enjoyed the circle time songs!  Just before we left he settled in with Mama to read a book.

Reading with Mama

Reading with Mama

We went grocery shopping and hung out with our pup and Carter was just so happy the whole time.  He babbled on and on about everything.  Saturday was one of the best days I’ve ever had with him.  A friends dog was staying with us for the night and Carter LOVES this dog (Pencil).  I would say that Pencil loves Carter.  Pencil came up for bedtime activities and Carter was thrilled.  After playing on the bed and reading some books I put Carter and Pencil into the crib and they played together for a while until they both fell asleep.

Snug with a Pug

Snug with a Pug

It was the icing on the cake for a wonderful day!

Sunday was equally awesome with hanging out with a friend from high school.  Carter was a charmer and ate half of my brunch!  He can eat!!

Carter and Kat at Brunch

Carter and Kat at Brunch

My favourite thing is that Carter now is okay to fall asleep somewhere and be transferred into his bed.  This is far better for me because we can just lie in bed together playing until he just shuts his eyes peacefully instead of him getting upset when he gets put in the crib and struggling until he falls asleep.  I really value this time each night with him.  Nothing compares to the feeling of the weight of a sleeping child.

Asleep in my arms.

Asleep in my arms.

I hope every weekend is half this wonderful!

 

 

10 Months is a long time when it’s more than twice your age.

The next time Carter see’s his grandfather (my father-in-law) he will be 17 months old. I can’t say for sure what he will have mastered by then, but I know he will be a very different little boy by then.

My in-laws spend the better part of the year in the Philipines. Daniela’s step-mother is Filipino and her father has decided he likes the lifestyle and the weather too much to want to be in Canada for too long each year.  This is bittersweet.  I can’t say I desperately want to spend time with them as we are very different people (this is being generous)but they are now my son’s only local grandparents.  My parents who live in Connecticut would do just about anything to live closer to Carter and to watch him grow.  Anything except desert my brother and my grandmother.  I understand this completely and I know that I’m the one that moved away but I just feel so sad for Carter.  I remember missing my grandparents desperately when they were in Florida each winter.  I was heartbroken when they missed my birthdays.  Carter may never have any grandparents with him for a birthday.

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We went to see my father-in-law today to say good by before he leaves for just over 10 months.  Carter’s Lola will be here for a couple more months to get some medical procedures taken care of so Carter doesn’t seem to recognize him yet but always enjoys the bird noises he makes and today he was in a particularly chill mood.  He showed off his newly developed “creeping” and he played with everything he could get his hands on while babbling on.

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His Nono wanted to show him off to the neighbours so he loaded him into our Onya carrier and paraded him around.  Despite all the things I dislike about my father-in-law, there is nothing I could be more grateful for than the fact that despite the fact that he is an old-school Italian a lot of the time, no part of him doesn’t accept Carter as his own grandson.  He adopted both Daniela and her Brother as babies and sometimes I’m amazed by the lack of even acknowledgment that his children and his grandson are not biologically related to him.  It seems to make everything else worth it for me.

So, today was Carter’s first long-term goodbye despite the fact that it went unnoticed by him.