Thursday, May 26, 2011

Of Boyfriends and Babies

[Important Note: The titular "babies" refers to "infants", not "boyfriends", though in case of the particular boyfriend below you'd be forgiven for mistaking the two.]

Once upon a breakup, a wise friend advised me to get out of town, literally. "He'll miss you (note: this was the hugely ill-advised yet desired result at the time), and you'll be distracted from obsessing about it."

Not a month later, I'd moved to Texas for what I thought was a summer job and temporary change of scenery, and instead I landed a new hometown and new husband (and only husband, I might add, as well as my favorite). Turns out the move wasn't so much about the boy as it was about getting me, personally and professionally, in a better state of mind - as well as a different capital "S" State.

Speaking of states of mind, mine has admittedly been a negative one lately, and not in that fun, judgmental way where we make fun of hipster facial hair or what-have-you. I've had some personal stuff I won't bore you with yet.

Atop that sundae of fun, I've struggled to keep up with Master P's sleep schedule changes and health challenges.  Oh, how the maxim is true that as soon as you get comfortable with a child's schedule - or some boyfriends, in my experience - they up and change it on you unannounced. I don't presume that in the case of the infants said mixing it up is intended to keep you on your (pedicured, of course) toes, but the effect is much the same - a decidedly un-Pretty, writhing ball of self-pity, second guessing yourself, and general insecurity. I apologize that said mess has spilled over onto the pages on Ye Olde Blog here lately with my spectacular run of alternatively whiny and/or self-congratulatory mom-centric posts.

Anywhoodle, not to sugarcoat personal difficulties, but by this afternoon I decided to literally get out and get on with life already, at least for today. Master P had been a bit grumpy again with the teething, so I figured an outing might help him too.  Adapting my BFF's advice & also recalling that beneficial backyard adventure on last Friday's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, Master P & I set off for the fantastic local playground:

Master P sat & thought for a spell. I sat & thought for a spell. We toddled around for an hour or so, baby hanging onto my index fingers as he tentatively practiced his stiff little penguin steps. 

And lo, I was so preoccupied just enjoying being outside despite the death Hell South Texas heat and keeping Master P from nibbling random playground detrius that I forgot to feel sorry for myself for a time. Master P loved the new adventure. We both returned home in a slightly better state of mind. Turns out a change of scenery is good for the boy and the girl yet again, even if only for today.


LPC said...

I haven't found you particularly whiny, given what I remember of early motherhood. Which makes me wonder, do you perhaps hold yourself up to unecessarily strict standards? I could be way off. Just a thought. BTW, as per your last post, allergies are a big pain in the neck and can really affect a kid's mood. My daughter had her first asthma attack the night before I went into labor with my son. So I've been there with allergies, and it is not fun.

misss_e said...

Am i too late? I just noticed that you are back. I'm glad.

TCP said...

If there is one thing I have learned since starting this gig, it is The Importance of Getting Out of the House. A little change of scenery can do a world of good.

Hang in there. We all have rough spots and distinctly un-pretty days. :) said...

Don't be too hard on yourself . . . and anyway, it's your blog, so feel free to talk about whatever you wish, right? In any case, I'm glad you were able to relax and unwind. And I think you're fabulous. So there. :)

Also, I remember loving the book Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day :) i must have been an odd child, but that shouldn't be news to my parents! haha

jennerilizations said...

I'm impressed that you managed to get out with the boy without (a) having to do it in the dark, early hours before the torch that is Texas whether is ignited and (b) you did it without bursting into flames. Horrah!

thepreppyprincess said...

Ummmm... at the risk of being inappropriate Miss Pretty, This faithful reader and fan has not found your posts of late (or ever) to be at all whiny. Not one whit. And do remember this comment comes from one who is the Queen of the Whineathon, we know of what we speak. :)

I am sending you a hug, and hoping the weekend brings your heart to a Prettier Place.

Kate said...

Master P is so cute! Love his preppy outfit. Have to look your best at the park!

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