Bringing You Up-to-Date

We had a great visit with my parents. It was super duper fun watching Sawyer interact with his "Grammy" and "Grampy" (my parents' given names by their firstborn grandson - we'll see if it sticks with Sawyer or not).

These next two months are sure to be some of the craziest of our lives. Beginning this coming Monday, Mike will be traveling 50 miles every day for 3 weeks to undergo intensive training to be a Marine Corps Martial Arts Instructor. Sawyer and I only expect to see him on the weekends. I would actually prefer that he spend the night there when he can because that long of a drive when he is sure to be fatigued sounds like a worry wart's nightmare. We shall see.

In the meantime, we're showing our house.... like pretty much all the time. Which is hugely stressful, and though it's only been just over 2 weeks I'm feeling pretty discouraged and tired of the process already. The incessant cleaning and rearranging of our lives around these showings is incredibly difficult when you have 2 dogs and a baby to work around. We do have a lot of interest in the house, but no takers so far. Well, I take that back. We have had 2 applications. One the rental company didn't recommend that we accept after their credit check and the other they took back after they found something they liked better. *sigh. Time will tell. Our ace in the hole is that our community boasts the best school district in San Diego County and we accept pets which according to our rental company most people in our community do not. Thankfully, we will still be getting our San Diego basic allowance for housing (which is much more than what they give you in South Carolina since it's all based on the cost of living in an area) until the end of August. If we haven't found renters by then, then you will find me curled up in the fetal position in a corner somewhere.... but we won't worry about that until we have to, ok?

We finally scheduled our movers and are heading out of here the first week of August. We will stop to see Mike's sisters and their families and then stop to see my family before arriving in our new home. The entire process will take a couple of weeks and while I am absolutely DYING for everyone to see Sawyer, I imagine all that time of being transients is going to take quite a toll on Sawyer and us. As my mom said to Sawyer, he will have traveled across the country twice by the time he is 8 months old. Such is the life of a military brat, eh?

We put in our application for base housing which I am over-the-top-thrilled about because the lady Mike has been in communication with seems to think we shouldn't have a problem getting a house. After living in San Diego for 5 years where our military community is spread out over a stretch of 50 miles or more, it will be SO GREAT to have built in friends living right next door. (That's my daydream anyway, so please don't shatter it).

Other than that, I am still having moment where I totally freak out and panic about this weight percentile thing. I have spent a lot of time scouring the internet for some assurance, but everything seems to say that it's ok if they're in a low percentile as long as it's a consistently low percentile. It's not. OR. It's ok if the weight drops as this typically happens to exclusively breastfed babies... as long as the height isn't dropping, too. His height is dropping. So I panic sometimes. I don't know which would be more devastating: if there's somethign wrong with him that he is not gaining weight properly or if he is not getting as much food as he needs and so isn't gaining weight properly. Let's just say, this has taken a great toll on my confidence as a mommy. Now we're into the whole "solid" foods thing, and I am very confused about how all that is supposed to work. I would prefer to have been given exact written instructions on exactly when, what, and how much to feed your baby, but all of the information is VERY vague. When we both have time, I plan to have an in-depth conversation with my sister about this... (you hear that, Aim? Give me a call when you get a chance) ;)

Seriously. Seriously, though. Look at the picture up there at the top and tell me that there's something wrong with that kid's weight! *sigh.

Happy July 4th, by the way.
:)