Of Single Parenthood

Fred has been out of town A LOT this month.  I have NO idea how mothers who are single or with deployed husbands do it.  I've only managed by maintaining a steady line-up of adult interaction.  Either dinner with my family, or by having childless friends over for dinner.  I don't know how I would manage without them! A little conversation and help cleaning the kitchen, holding the baby, or reading Charlotte a book (or ten) goes a long way.

So you must forgive me for being a bad blogger while Fred is away.  I don't mind it when he's gone a night or two in a row, but these two stretches of 4 and 5 nights in a row in back to back weeks have me worn out!

We are, however, still alive and well.  Frederick rolled over yesterday from his back to his front.  I missed it.  I stepped out of the room and he was on his back and came back to find him on his stomach.  He's been trying to flip over for quite a while now, but most of the time his little arm gets trapped under his body and he just gets mad.

Fred's family did such a good job of supplying us with disposable diapers that I only switched back to cloth last week.  AND lucky for me Cotton Babies had a seconds sale tonight, so I was able to swing a few extra diapers (Bum Genius 3.0) for less, you know, to replace the pink diapers that I pulled out of my stash.  (He MAY have already worn a pink one or two, but none out of the house!)  I also ordered a Flip diaper with an organic insert, and a FREE box of disposable inserts.  I'm curious to see how it works out.

Here is the proof that we are managing okay without Fred (read: fed, adequately clothed, and occasionally bathed):

The most smiles award:

Mad Play-Doh skills:

Being fed - fresh fish in the form of ceviche, and both grilled, & fried

Things uncles are good for: