June 7, 2009

What an interesting day. First - for the first time in almost three weeks I slept more than three hours and it felt great. I am sure Jim can attest to it as I was much nicer than what he is used to from me these days. Thank God he is so forgiving of raging post-pregnancy hormones...and hitting the house with our 4-day old SUV. J.R. had a 6:00 t-ball game. We ran a couple of errands for about an hour in the only way that works - Jim circles the parking lot while I run in to do quick exchanges, etc. The game went pretty well. J.R. still struggles with listening and paying attention. Boy, when he does listen, he does a great job. He made a nice play from the pitcher's mound to first base. I missed about 15 minutes of the game - had to nurse in the family changing room. After the game, we went to dinner. What possessed us to do this still is at the forefront of my mind. It was Markie's bedtime, but 2 hours pass our normal dinner time..not to mention Matt was due to nurse again. Within in seconds, Jim apologized in advance to the group of women we sat down beside... "This is our first attempt at this - sorry." Markie pinched her fingers in the booster seat and started crying and J.R. is speaking in his not so inside voice about everything but dinner. As soon as we settled J.R. and Markie and ordered our food, Matt woke up. Jim helped J.R. and Markie with dinner and I spent the next 20 minutes nursing Matt standing up in the handicapped stall. I inhaled my reheated dinner just in time to nurse in the car while J.R. finished his ice cream. Who knew that a t-ball game and dinner out could be so exhausting!