I don't mean to divulge information on Sawyer's baby blog, but a majority of what's keeping us occupied is trying to figure out Taylor's job situation. At the beginning of it all, there were mere rumors of budget cuts and laying off a few people at the facility. Just to be safe, Taylor applied to energy sites in Utah, Washington, and Tennessee. Well, they ended up laying off close to 300 people, and Taylor was one of those people. We didn't see that coming, at all. We also didn't hear back from any of the sites he applied for. So, since we can't sell our home for another 1.5 years, we had to be creative and think of ways we could make ends meet and things work out. So, we are now turning to possibly joining the Navy, since Taylor has always dreamt of being a part of the Navy. So as he's been taking tests and filling out job applications, talking to recruiters and applying for every job in Pocatello, Sawyer and I have been thrilled to have Taylor home more. I definitely think of his job loss as a blessing in some ways. Taylor is a wonderful dad and Sawyer absolutely LOVES his daddy. Even though I know Taylor is anxious to get out and start working again, and I know I'm fine doing the parenting thing on my own for the most part, I am thankful for every day we have together as a family. We still don't know if will get any of the jobs he applied for a few weeks ago (fingers crossed), but in the meantime he will probably enlist in the Navy Reserves for now, and when we can sell our home (assuming it sells in this market), then Taylor will enlist to be full-time.
Does someone want to buy Botox for me? I have never looked so haggard in my life. I think there's something to be said about life in the NICU. Not only was it a safe and nurturing place for my baby, but I've come to realize today that NICU moms are treated so amazingly well, so well that when they jump back into their normal life, things don't seem as safe and cushy. I'm speaking for myself, of course. And true, the first two weeks post partum sucked, but the following five months were better in some ways than being home has been sometimes.
I'm sure Nurse Sarah Clark has mentioned it already, but I was grocery shopping at WINCO and decided to get some more gummy worms for Sawyer, and while I was turning down the bulk foods aisle, I saw her! I wasn't sure if it was really her (this is Pocatello...what would she be doing here?!?!) so I stopped, waited until she turned her head so I could see her profile better. I just knew it was her. So I just said, "Sarah?" She turned and looked at me and I was like "Oh My Gosh WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN POCATELLO!!?!?!?!" Unfortunately, I didn't tow Sawyer along for the trip, so I couldn't show him to her. But it was sooo cool to see Sarah and be able to catch up since I wasn't able to say my adieu's to her when we were discharged. I also ran into my sister, niece, and friend that night. That is the charm of living in Pocatello.
Ok, time for pictures.
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| This was my favorite book from childhood. Glad he likes it too. |
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| Whoops. bonked heads. |
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| I was playing with the settings on the camera and it woke him up. He just stared at me like "what are you doing, mom?" |
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| I put Sawyer in the bathtub for the first time and it was a hoot. I think he liked it. |
Not much to report on developmentally. He says "momomomommomomom" and "dadadadada" and "nanananananana" a lot and in the correct context. Nananana means "I'm sad. Pay attention to me." We tried some good ol' Yo Gabba Gabba this week and it has taken on a life of its own. Snacky Snacky Snack Snack. Snacky Snacky SNACK SNACK SNACK. Sawyer loves it, so we let it play for a few episodes. Now getting Sawyer to sleep, that is the challenge. It now requires listening to Andy Williams on YouTube, on my phone. Moon river, silent night, and White Christmas. He calms down and holds my face close to his until he's asleep enough for me to lay him down. I love it, but we are creating a monster, I believe.
Halloween is next week. Can't wait to show you his costume!!
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