Just one of those days...

Last night was rough.  I didn't get Ryan to sleep until 4:30... needless to say I wasn't the kind and loving mother I usually am.  I let him cry in his nursery alone for 30 minutes.... and felt horrible.  I grumbled things like, "Man, what was I thinking wanting one of you?"  "You're such a little brat."... and felt horrible.  I secretly took joy each time I changed his diaper because I know how much he hates it... and then felt horrible.


Then this morning we had his second doctor's appointment.  I got up, bathed and fed Ryan, bathed and fed myself and actually did my hair for the first time in 2 weeks (my hatred level for blow drying my hair has quadrupled lately).  So far, so good.  I had 30 minutes before the appointment and Ryan was in his carseat ready to go.  Fifteen minute drive plus arriving 15 minutes early for check-in.  Perfect.  So I go to find my keys in the diaper bag and they are NO WHERE to be found.  No problem... I probably just left them on the table.  Nope.  The dresser?  Nope.  The couch?  The kitchen countertop?  Nope and nope.  So off come the couch cushions, the bedroom comforter.  Soon I'm dumping out the laundry basket hoping to find them hiding there.  No luck.  Then... come the tears.  Many of them.


So I called Nate and asked if he knew where they were.  He didn't, but told me to hold on and he would be home soon.


He got home as my appointment should have been starting and I was in no condition to venture out into public.  (Trust me... it was ugly.)  So Nate called the doctor's office to let them know that he was running late and would be there soon and left with little Ryan in tow.  And... 


I went into the bedroom to continue my meltdown.


Apparently it was a bad day for new mothers of newborns.  Nate was told that we were already doing better than the other two that had appointments this morning.  Both called and canceled and one threated harm to her baby.  Showing up 15 minutes late suddenly didn't seem that bad.  Nate said the staff was so understanding and even shared their own stories of being a new mother.  Anyway, Ryan is doing well.  He's weighing in at 8 lbs. 2 oz.  I was looking forward to really meeting our doctor... and Nate reassured me that he was a really friendly and funny guy.


So Nate found the keys in the backseat of the car (which has become my new passenger seat since Ryan was born).  Nate said that they were covered, so I wouldn't have known they were there anyway (and, of course, the doors were locked.)  (Side story:  Just last week Nate's car key somehow came off his key chain.  How does that happen?  We looked EVERYWHERE and finally had to take the car into the Honda dealer.  $100 later we had a new computer key.  Going back in to get another would have been not only more money down the drain, but super embarrassing.)


Anyway, I just wanted to thank Nate again for being such a sweet husband.  I love him to pieces.  He never complained that I was acting like a psycho, that I lost something AGAIN, or that he had to take time out of his busy schedule to rescue me.  He was only concerned that I was okay.  I'm one lucky girl.

One of those posts...

So just as a warning this is one of those posts that most people will find horribly boring, but it's for my long-distance family that hasn't had the chance to see this little guy in person yet (and for my mom, who has been begging for some video.)  Ryan's not quite at that age where he does anything all that entertaining (and yet I still can't stop staring at him), but he sure is cute in these videos.  (Unfortunately I can't figure out how to load these to blogger without the quality being horrible.)

This one is from today.

And this video is about a week old, but I thought it was cute.

Grandpa and Grandma and Uncle... Oh My!

While Brittney is resting a little bit I thought I would post a couple of quick pictures.  We had a nice visit with Grandpa and Grandma Willis and Uncle Brayden this week.  Now it is back to Mom and Dad trying to keep this furry monkey under control.

Grandpa Willis with Ryan

Grandma Willis with Ryan

Uncle Brayden with Ryan

And just for fun a little comparison... who does Ryan look like more?

Ryan

Dad (Nate) as a newborn

Monchichi

Love at First Sight

Not much time, but I just thought I'd post a few pictures.  Ryan Clemens Singer was born with a full head of hair (which we found out last night is a little curly) this Wednesday June 30th at 1:50 pm after a very long induction process and weighed in at 7 lbs. 14 oz.  We're so excited to have him as a part of our family.  He sure is a sweet little guy and looks just like his daddy, including the long eyelashes and puppy dog eyes.