Some people say that the more letters you have behind your name, the crazier you become. I totally agree! As of Monday, October 12th, I passed my thesis defense and I do believe that I drove myself crazy in the process (yes, I know, short drive). I TOTALLY underestimated how hard it would be to write a thesis while caring for a baby (not to mention a colicky, refluxing, sleep-hating, yet wonderfully precious baby). The week before my thesis defense Emerson decided it was growth spurt time (read: wanted to eat every two seconds), and just to make things more fun, I was so stressed out that it affected my milk production. Now, I refuse to statistically analyze these data, but I do believe that these data would reveal a statistically significant increase in screaming episodes with a p value of less than 0.05… hours of sleep. In the end, (thank God) everything worked out thanks to my saint of a mother who came and stayed with us to take care of me and Emerson and McLain and dishes and laundry and cooking and shopping…and…and… you get the point. Just goes to show, you’re never too old to need your mommy! When my brothers and I were little, we gave my mom jewelry that said, “MOM”, and we thought it was so cool because when you flipped it over, it said, “WOW” (yeah, we were easily impressed). So, sometimes mom signs stuff (cards, etc.) “WOW MOM”. Well mom, I’d just like to say WOW… MOM, I really don’t know what I’d do without you. I’d also like to send a shout out to Kristen (Emerson’s favorite babysitter) for helping me out so much lately.
Unfortunately the world does not stop while one is stressing over thesis writing and baby rearing. So, we’ve been up to a lot since my last post… Emerson’s baptism, trip to New Mexico, etc. Pictures are below.
Look how big my nephew Zeke has gotten!
Blessed baby!
McLain was so proud (as was I)
Emerson loved the hammock
Chillin in the hammock
I'm sure this is the first of many father son fishing pics to come
