Mason's first week at Lisa's

Tuesday was Mason's first day at the babysitter's- Lisa's.  I think he really loved it! And I know for sure that they loved him!! There is this one little boy there named Grayson- and I just love him.  He is 3 years old and has a brother Garrison who is in my Mom's Jumpstart class.  I can tell that these boys are going to take such good care of Mason while he is there visiting. 
It was kind of a "bad" first day for him to go there beings I had to actually leave town which rarely happens.  I was nervous that I would be sitting there all day long, wondering if he was okay.  But, within the first hour and a half Lisa sent me a pic of him snoozing away.  He looked happy- so I stopped thinking about it at all!  Then she sent me the picture below- Mason in a jumper!!! What in the heck!? Can he really do that!??  Good thing I ordered him one the day before (Dad spent an hour and a half putting it together last night and it still isn't done! haha!)  She told me he was too small to be in it for a long period of time but that he loved the lights and music!  I know he is going to have sooo much fun there! and I am not worried even one tiny bit!

My big boy!

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How did I get so lucky?

You know how they say "God doesn't give you more than you can handle?" Well, all I can think about lately is how lucky I am. I feel like Ive said this a million times (b/c i have) but Mason is such a happy wonderful baby. He rarely cries and if he does its because hes A- hungry, B- needs to burp, C- needs to poo. He doesn't spit up and he even sleeps through the night now. I wonder why God chose me to get so lucky. Michael and I weren't angels when we were children..... so, why us? Either way, I'm so thankful. I can't wait to tell him someday how awesome of a baby he was. And, I really hope I'm not jinx'ing myself for his future teenage years! ha!

Yesterday my poor boy got his 4 month shots. man, was he maaaad! Grandma Paula and nurse Marcia McCoy both gave him a stick in the leg at the same time. poor boy was pretty sad for a while. but, then, he slept. When he woke up I thought for sure he might have some pain or be a little growly....but he wasn't..... he ate, smiled, ran a baby marathon and talked to us. Then, he ate a little more and proceeded to sleep from 7 p.m. to 5:30 a.m. WOW! He's so sweet. and I am so lucky!

Struggle City

Tuesday I spent all day at a grant writing seminar. It was a little less than fun but it was a nice change from being in the office all day. I wish I could say I thought it was worth the $199 spent to go.....but it really wasn't. I didn't learn much more than I already knew (and I'm no expert by any means). If anything, it got me somewhat "pumped" up to try and write the next one. But, as I looked around the room and learned where everyone worked, and talked with a few people during lunch I wondered- why is it I'm doing what I'm doing. And why do some people get to have a "better" job than me? At one point during the day I was "pumped" up to starting seeking a new job. I thought, if that girl can be the director of blah blah.....then so can I! but, then, at one point during the day I thought- I don't want to be a director, I want to be a mommy. Yes, I'm a mommy regardless of my job. But, I'm struggling with what I want to do in my professional world. Do I want to save the world? Or do I want to be a classroom Mom? Struggle City.