Shock the Librarian

Eric's school is closed for Spring Break. I find this annoying on so many levels, but whatever. Unless we go to a "corporate" center, ie mulberry or Bright Horizons that's the way it's going to be. I have no problems with Mulberry. In fact, he went there for a year and we loved it. But it's all about the convenience, baby. I don't drive to work, so it needs to be within walking distance of my house otherwise daycare would become a logistical nightmare.

So, Rich watched him Monday, my mom had him Tuesday and Today and I had him yesterday.

It was a good day. We started the day at the library. He really likes it there. We discuss what kind of books we're going to look for. Yesterday he said "I want books about farts!"

I was hoping he'd forget, but didn't really expect him to. So, at the library he repeated his wish for the fart books. I told him he'd have to tell the librarian. Undaunted we went up to the desk and he said "IWANTabookaboutfarts."

"Excuse me?" Asked the librarian.

"I want a book aboutfarts." The librarian looked at me to confirm what he'd heard.

I shrugged. "Yep. That's what he wants. I think the folks that do Everybody Poops also do one about farts." So, he found us some books about a farting dog that Eric has been enjoying.

Then we went to my pre-natal appointment. The doctor listened to the baby's heart while E hung out in his stroller eating Sun Chips. She asked him, "Do you know what's in there?" pointing to my ENORMOUS belly.

He paused and said "A PERSON!"

A most awesome day.

My DAMN chair!

Aw MAAAAN! I just got word through a good Samaritan via e-mail that Boston Baby has mysteriously closed their doors. Not finding anything about the closure through the Globe. I called them on Friday and they were not answering their phone. Today they have a voicemail saying to contact customer service to leave a message. But there was no answer and no voicemail on that number either.

My credit card company is refunding my deposit to me. They'll charge me again of Boston Baby can prove that they delivered the cushions to myself. But now I'm probably 12-14 weeks out from getting new pillows for my chair. I'm 14 days away from my due date. This totally sucks. I'm going to have to buy a whole new glider if I want to use it for my new baby. I sent an e-mail to Dutailier to see if there's anything they can do about it, but I doubt it. They don't deal with consumers, only resellers who must wait 12-14 weeks for their products (or in my case 14-16).

A new chair is over $500. But it's so much easier to nurse in a glider than on a regular chair. Especially when they're so tiny... The back support is key.

Third Wheels

When Eric and Rich do their thing, I frequently feel like a third wheel. They love to play trains and build with legos; things that I find unspeakably boring after about 30 seconds. Plus this late in my pregnancy, I hate being on the floor. It's uncomfortable and really hard for me to get off the floor later. When Rich leaves the room to do something, Eric will frequently need help and insist on waiting for "DADDY DO IT!!!"

My cousin Jarad had his barmitzva on Saturday night. We did not attend the barmitzva ceremony, because chasing Eric through a synagogue during an important religious ceremony did not seem like a good time for anybody involved. So, we went to the reception afterwards. Eric was awesome for about an hour, then it was getting close to bedtime, so Rich went to take him home. I was to stay and catch a ride home with my immediate family.

However, fifteen minutes later they came back for me. "He was hysterical in the car that we were leaving you here. I just couldn't do it."

"Did you want your mommy to come home with you?"

"Yeah." He told me emphatically.

So, I missed dinner and schmoozing, but it's nice to know I'm really the third wheel of a tricycle, not a bicycle.