Bean is almost here. So far, the pregnancy has been right down the middle, so much so that I wouldn't be surprised if the doctor's predicted due date is right on the mark. Therefore, we expect to have a little less than 4 weeks left.
Today, I spent the afternoon installing the car seat in both cars. We have two 'bases' that the car seat locks into, so we don't have to buy two car seats.
Judy has been tearing apart the entire house as we begin to baby-proof. We bought some space saver shelves to help our closets, we vacuum packed some old blankets and comforters that we don't use, we've thrown a ton of stuff away, and still everything is all over the floor. If the baby came right now, we'd have the equipment to take care of her, even if we tripped over all of our junk on the way to the room.
This week we'll be visiting several child care providers, trying to find the right placement for Bean. We're very lucky that we can use our summer to get Bean started off on the right track, but come August we'll have to hand her over to somebody else. We have appointments with two "centers" and one in-home. The in-homes are less expensive but less 'regulated' than centers. Centers have several attractive options, but they can be large, impersonal and about $100 more a week.
I worry about money and I don't. I won't be shy to spend money, especially to enrich Bean's care, but I don't want to be taken, especially when I could just stay home and be a Mr. Mom.
We'll see.
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Tyler, the big question is will Bean be afforded a team in the upcoming Fantasy Football year? Will you, as the authoritarian parent, designate yourself to choose a team on Bean's behalf? Or will Bean be mature enough by autumn to know Peyton Manning from Brett Favre?
I predict a league championship for Bean by age 4.
Well Tyler. I guess it looks like you've thought of everything. The strollers, the car seats, the removal of dangerous objects from your home.
But wait...aren't you forgetting something? This precious child of yours does not yet have a name!! Oh, I know you *say* you have a name picked out, but how can we believe it unless you tell us. Go ahead, prove me wrong.
Listen Mr. Anonymous (ahem...David, or maybe G-ma L). You act as if your dear mother did not play peek-a-boo with you often enough. This game, as you should know, prooves to baby that even though something disappears from sight does not mean that it disappears forever.
The child has a name. She hears it everyday. The name is only temporarily hidden from your view. Don't worry. You'll see/hear it soon enough.
Grandma Livingston: -- It must have been David. I know nothing, nothing about such irony. But, I do want to know what league championship Bean will be winning...? I predict it'll be more like an Olympic win in the U.S. ballroom dancing event in the year 2030. Which would make me awfully old to enjoy it (dang) so I guess the League Championship will have to be satisfactory.
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