Little Bummed

I am working Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, and the day after. And I'm a little bummed about it. It's Clay's first Christmas and even though he won't remember it, I will. I knew that was one of the sacrifices I would make going to nursing school, a decision I don't regret. BUT. It still is a little painful. (I know, it could be a lot worse. We are all healthy, we have great love, and we make the time we spend together count!)

I am done feeling sorry for myself. (I will suffer in silence now instead of blabbing about it!)

Clay got new toys yesterday - Christmas presents if you will. I think Casey and I had more fun with them than he did last night! Rubber stacking blocks, tactile balls, and stacking cups. All developmentally stimulating. (For Casey and me.) He does like them, we just like them more! We played soccer in the living room with the tactile balls, we built impossible building with a combination of the rubber stacking blocks, stacking cups, and tactile balls. And added a teething ball to top it off! (The teething ball is genius, by the way. A must have for any parent with a teething infant. It has nubs all over the ball that he can chew on! Brilliant! A mom invented this, I am sure of it!)