Go to sleep, Go to sleep

Another week gone by and no post. What's going on here? To me it almost seems like a chore, however now that I think about it, I am really writing this for Brenden right? So he can read it later on, and laugh at it. I should post more. But what? It's almost as if I, yes me, has run out of things to talk about. That's not like me. There's always something out there to mention. Then I think. I am posting, but is anyone really reading, or are they just looking at the pictures I post? I'll never know. I can't let that get in the way of me posting every couple of days. So once again, I am going to step back, and post every few days. Heck, even if I just post a picture/video and a caption, at least it's something for those reading this, to see. Better off doing that, then to have you come here daily only to find I've posted nothing, and then you lose interest. All ramblings aside though, lets talk about past and recent events, if I can remember them....*sigh*, I must be losing it or something.

Lets start with my own ability to walk. The sprained foot is nearly healed. I would say about 75%. I bought myself new high-cut cleats and have been wearing the ankle brace I have and it has helped considerably. I played 3 games of ball this week, and although I have used a runner, I have been able to hobble down to 1st base. I think my stats for this week, were something like 10/12. Not bad, batting .833. Maybe I should sprain my ankle more often. I find I can't swing the bat as hard, which generally means I bloop the ball in between the infield and outfield. Whatever works.

Enough about me...How's the baby you ask? Great and growing I have to say. He smiles and you can tell much more when he is happy now. The oddest thing about this baby though is that he doesn't like to be held. He would rather lay on his blanket and stare at you, and "goo goo gaa gaa" at you. He plays with is mobile toys, and kicks the crap out of them with his feet. He loves it. Everything he kicks it, it plays music. He is at the point now where he's able to lay on his blanket for a good 30 minutes and play on his own, and he smiles and talks to his toys. It's quite amusing at times.

On July 5th, Brenden visited the Toronto Zoo. Albeit too young, at only 2 and a half months to know what he was seeing or even where he was, it is a day spent outside, which now, means more sleep for us. We find now if we stay outside for 4-5 hours with him and bath him at night, he will sleep 7-8hrs. In fact, that night after the zoo and a bath, he slept for 9 hours straight. Not a peep. Last night was similar. He was outside for a good 4 hours, taking in the scenery at my Aunt Marilyn's and he hardly slept there. We got home, he woke up, gave him a bath, fed him and he slept for almost 8hrs. We also find that when he gets his sleep, he is much happier. Sounds a lot like me. Need my beauty sleep. Haha.

So far everything is good. Bad moods and crying are tough at times, but we're starting to get the hang of what to do if that's the case. The hardest is when the baby is crying in public. Because Brenden at times, has vocals higher than that of Mariah Carey. Just when you think he's screaming at the top of his lungs, he goes louder. That's usually the point I take over the stroller. People may stare, but I could care less. As long as we know he's fine, then that's the main thing. Eventually he stops, and all is fine again.

Anyway, another week in the books. Can't believe in 2 weeks, Brenden will be 3 months old. Everyone is right...they grow so fast. Gotta head to the baby's room. Sounds like he's waking up. Time for a feeding.