I've decided that having a long weekend is a blessing and a curse... I loved having the bonus time with Baby S, yet having Friday off made it that much harder to leave her today. Difficult to articulate. It was a great weekend, though, so dwelling on any existing funk will get me all of nowhere...
Just needed a moment to pout, I think.
I'll refrain from making the sad face emoticon here. You can thank me later.
On Friday, we checked out a baby exercise/music class nearby at Chelsea Studios, led by Dionne Kamara. I was a tad skeptical, but Nanny A had taken her a couple weeks ago and raved about the class, so I didn't want to miss out on the fun.
A couple quick observations:
When I entered the room and saw everyone in their bare feet, I took a moment to thank myself for that much-needed pedicure I got last weekend.
Baby S and I sat between two little cuties named Brody and Jagger. I tried not to think of The Hills and tight leather pants.
The class basically consisted of a few dances, sing-a-longs, tummy time/baby massage and a little tambourine shaking. It was hilarious watching the other babies react to each other and to the parents/caregivers dancing around with them. Honestly, if I hadn't had a baby on my hip I would have been mortified by all the parental dancing going on, including my own. Whew. Dodged a bullet there.
Dionne was really a treat... very mellow, and at the same time, a great leader. You can tell she really believes in what she does and loves every minute of it. I could have done without the floor length mirror reminding me of that extra 15 ten pounds I need to lose, but all things considered, Baby S and I had a great time.
Yesterday, Baby S got a pretty awesome Easter basket, which I enjoyed filling up the day before. Husband is a little bummed I didn't include those egg-shaped Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, but we're working past it. We ventured out to a community Easter egg hunt at the General Theological Seminary, which is a few blocks away from our apartment. Their grounds are absolutely lovely and truly made for an egg hunt. We went for a photo op and to give Baby S some pointers for next year. She'll be on her A game by then, I have no doubt.