And she's off!

Bailey took her first steps on Halloween, she was just barely 10 months old!! We were quite shocked, but excited that she did it while Doug was home for the weekend. Since then, she's been practicing her moves. She's on the go. To me it seems crazy for her to be walking at 10 months. Granted she's not a fluent walker yet, she does good! She's mastered walking across the living room, and is still a little timid to walk without assistance when we're not home. Anyway, not much has been going on in our little world, I've decided to return to the workforce. So, I've been job hunting. Being so close to having my BA and with Bailey walking and talking, I feel it's time. I love being home with my kids. I feel so blessed to have been able to be home with Bailey for her first year, as I was with Jesse. BUT, I want to return to work. I get bored at home sometimes, and I feel that putting Bailey in a daycare, maybe even part-time would be beneficial to her social skills with other babies. Anyway, yesterday I had 2 job interviews, one with Webster bank for a new accounts person, and the other at Navy Federal for the same thing. Next week I have another interview at Navy Federal for an Assistant Bank Manager! That's the one I want. I feel with my education, and banking experience I am qualified for it, I just need them to give me a chance! It's hard these days to convince a potential employer to give you a chance to show them you are fit for the job. I'm not stressed though. The right job will come in time, and until then I'll enjoy being home with the kids. Jesse loves me being home. Probably comes from those few short years when I was working 50 hours a week to keep my head above water and I felt like I hardly ever saw him. Luckily he was able to spend alot of time with his dad during that time.

Anyway, my weightloss efforts are at a shortstop. I've worked out a couple of times, and haven't eaten the greatest in the last week or so, but I haven't gained any weight. I'm tetering at the same weight, which is good and bad. I'm not too worried with the upcoming holidays, as I don't do much baking of sweets, and I'm not compelled to eat all the time. I am looking foward to Thanksgiving and having Mashed Potatoes, and Pumpkin Pie. I'm hoping Doug's parents will make it up for Christmas, and I'll do my usual Prime Rib, or maybe we'll grill some steaks this year. After having turkey for Thanksgiving, I'm ready for something else come Christmas!

Alright. I've rambled on, and now it's time for some breakfast.

We had a wonderful weekend..

Indeed we did. It was so nice to have Doug home with us, even if it was just 3 days. He had to leave this morning before the sun came up, so when Bailey woke up this morning she looked for DaDa for about 30 minutes before she finally gave in and went back to sleep. It's hard, but I keep telling myself that in 7 weeks he'll be home for good, well until April and he'll only be gone for a month if that. In those 7 weeks I have goals!! My goal is to be losing around 3 lbs a week. And I know, that 3 lbs every week may not happen, but some weeks could be more. I think that's really my only goal, and to get all the Christmas shopping done, I pretty much know what both kids are getting, just a matter of finding it. This year will be alot different with Bailey's birthday coming just 4 days after Christmas!! Then Jesse's birthday 1.5 months after that.

Bailey took her first steps this weekend. On halloween actually. I am soo soo happy beyond words that Doug was here to see it. It's like she was waiting for him to be home. We had a good halloweeen, and Jesse has enough candy to last until next halloween. Sunday we did some wine tasting at the orchard, and snapped some pictures. Then, we came home and worked outside. Jesse picked up leaves, Doug was on the roof, and Bailey and I mowed the lawn. I knew that wrap was a good investment! She napped in the wrap and I was quite surprised since the lawnmower is anything but quiet.

Now, it's monday. and I'm procrastinating any housework or homework I should be doing. I suppose you could say I'm throwing myself a pity party. I know that each day is a closer day, and we can see him in between those days, it's still hard. I told myself I wasn't going to cry when he left this morning. and I tried really hard to not cry. But when he called to tell me he was back safe in VA, I just started bawling. Ahh...it's tough. We'll get through it, and we'll be stronger for it.

Okay, I'm off to get started on my cleaning. It's already 11:30. Where has the morning gone?