New school year, new schedule

My husband went back to work Monday. In part because this month was so awful (though nothing in comparison to those who have lost homes and loved ones in Louisiana and Mississippi), I couldn't wait to get back to a normal routine. However, I've found now that it needs serious rethinking.

Last spring: The boy was still in his crib. I would wake between 5 and 6 a.m. and work until he woke around 8 a.m. I would play with him and in between I would catch up on blogs, email, and other Internet social-type things. Around noon he would nap, and I would work again for another two hours. After that my husband would come home around 3 p.m., and I would either go exercise, or work if I had a deadline.

This fall: We moved the boy into a toddler bed. He'd been showing signs of insecurity at night and we thought he was tired of his crib. He was - he was tired of not being able to get out of it. Now he's back to sleeping with us, more often than not. Although I love the cosleeping, had missed it for the year or so we weren't doing it, it's the catalyst forcing the schedule change.

Now, my husband wakes around 5:20; so do I, and the boy stirs. I stay in bed with him and have ended up falling asleep again. We both wake around 8 a.m. So much for early morning work. (We did try to move him into his toddler bed, but he wakes up.) He still has an afternoon nap, and I can still catch up on things during playtime. My husband still comes home around 3 p.m. and I still intend to exercise.

The catch: no morning work time means pushing it into late night. This is much more awkward. The boy has started needing our presence to go to sleep again, which might take up to half an hour. We try to switch off, and last night was my turn. I fell deeply asleep. If I manage not to do that, "together" time should be happening in the evenings, along with the resistance training I am trying to start again. Working into the wee hours? I'm not so sure. I'm not at my best after a full day of chasing a two-year-old.

I'm taking suggestions. Meantime, when I do find a rhythm, I'll let you know.

Busy month

But getting back to normal now that the husband has returned to his classroom.

Two things:

I love my new car. (I don't have the red one. I have the "Cosmic Blue Metallic" one.)

And we are not only never working with Home Depot again, we intend to complain about their customer service to anyone who will listen. More later.

For now, the boy is screaming at me. Got to go.

Angela said it better

Definitely much more eloquently than I was planning to write, which is: I have way too much going on right now to blog about my husband's short story, my self-confidence, my son's transition to a toddler bed and its effect on my writing, and something else I can't remember right now.

In short:

My car broke down. (Like I-might-need-a-new-one broke down.)
We're getting a new floor installed Monday.
I can't take the boy out of the house so we can paint and move furniture and tear up carpet without him underfoot.
We transitioned him to a toddler bed and he is showing interest in potty training too.
And something else I can't remember right now.

So - I'm hoping to be back blogging next week sometime. Meantime, hope everyone who reads is having a more relaxing summer than I am!