Yesterday was one of those lazy days where it’s so hard to get off the couch. Monday for us is the equivalent of Sunday because hubby has Sunday/Monday off. At noon my Dad called and asked us to go out for lunch. I agreed but told him that we’d be ready around one since hubby still needed to get a shower. My Dad was surprised that we’d need so much time since he also needed to shower before leaving the house, but that’s the slow man I married. I knew that it might take a bit of arm twisting to get hubby to agree to lunch. As expected, he wasn’t impressed and even said “How rude, you can’t make plans for me!” at which point I laughed and jumped in his lap mocking him. He knew he wasn’t going to win this fight so off he went to get a shower. In the time it took for hubby to do whatever it is he does pre-shower, then shower, I managed to get myself dressed and baby D changed, dressed and fed. When it was all said and done we didn’t get out the door till after 1:30! The cliché about women taking forever to get ready really applies to the man of the house around here. After throwing restaurant names around a bit we finally decided to go to East Side Mario’s.

During lunch I couldn’t help but watch baby D. I’m so thankful that he’s so good. He just sat there in his carrier happily playing with a toy and eventually even fell asleep. I really do realize how lucky I am that he’s as good as he is. I certainly can’t expect that a second child would be so good (but I can still hope). He really isn’t a problem while we’re out. I’ve even had people comment on how good he is. Like when we were out with the real estate agents before we bought the house. We would be out looking at houses for between 2-4 hours and he wouldn’t cry or anything. We’d drag him from house to house and most of the time he’d just fall asleep. My little angel!

So after lunch we went to check out a daycare center. Their ad boasted security cards for parents and teachers with a knowledge of sign language so I had to have a look at it. When we got there I was almost ready to give up on the place as I didn’t see a playground. That is until I looked up. The center is on the second floor of a plaza and the playground is up there too. Talk about security! I really like that idea. So hubby and I went inside after a mom held the door for us on her way out. Once inside and heading up the stairs I felt like we shouldn’t be there, and then remembered the passcards. Luckily a staff member escorting 2 little girls up the stairs came along and I apologized for getting in without buzzing first but was looking for some information. We were ushered in to meet the director who was very nice and took us on a tour around the center. The place looked really good and all the staff seemed really nice and friendly. We talked a bit more in her office after the tour and she nicely stifled her laugh as I told her when I wanted daycare for. Worst case scenario I need daycare for mid-March for an infant. Yes I know I’m an idiot! I’ve had nightmares ever since baby D was born about leaving him and going back to work. I really want to stay home with him, so looking for daycare goes against what I want. Now of course I’ve left it so long that I’m basically screwed. In fact the daycare is already booking infants for February 2009! Man did I miss the boat! There is a possibility of getting a toddler spot in August, so I guess we’ll just have to try to do everything possible to get there. Keep your fingers crossed for me!

Here’s where we are right now. My maternity ends mid-April, so I’m expected to go back to work on April 14th. Because I work for the school board and they’ve cut us down from 12 months to 10 months/4 weeks (the entire school year, minus holidays, plus 2 weeks after school ends and 2 weeks before school starts) we now claim unemployment during the summer when we’re off. Therefore to get paid this summer I would have to count 600 hours back from the start of my summer which brings me to the week before March break to go back to work. What I’m really hoping for is to extend my unemployment, which apparently I can do with a doctor’s note stating that I am anxious about going back to work (no lie there!) or am still nursing (also true). If I do manage to extend my leave, then that would take me to the middle of July and I would have no money coming in for a month until I start work again mid-August. It would be tight to say the least, but we do have a bit of savings that we could use and hopefully hubby will either be at a better job or will be able to get enough overtime to get us through.

I was supposed to go to my baby sign language class this morning, but the weather was so yucky I decided not to. The class is about 25 minutes away on a good day and with the weather as snowy as it was it probably would’ve taken me close to an hour one way. Since the class is only 45 minutes long I didn’t see any point in spending that much time in traffic dealing with the commute. So instead me and the little guy took his new (to us anyway, it’s used) sled out for a test drive. Friends can see some pics on Flickr.

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