This Cockamamie Life

This post is about hoarding, baby smiles + learning to be a mom.

Last week Langdon had his 4 month immunization shots.

Langdon loves throwing the peace sign!  This picture was taken pre shots.  Oh little smiling unaware baby…you are in for a world of hurt.  Shots are the worst!!!  That night was restless, Tylenol-giving, crying, sad times.

By the way, Langdon is still 4 months old but according to his weight + measurements he has the girth of an 8 month old.  Holy mackerel.

The next day we headed to Canmore – but first a stop at our shipping container of horrors.  If you are new to this blog, Jeff has a 40 foot shipping container filled to the brim with stuff that he’s accumulated for 20 years when he lived in Alberta.  I can’t even go on.  It is housed in the yard of a trucking company.  Langdon is already loving boy things like big ol’ honkin’ trucks!!!  BOY STYLE!!!!

But dear readers, do not let that chunky, chunk dumpling smile fool you.  Oh nooooooes.  The lack of sleep the night before from the shots, his discomfort + realizing that he comes from a family of hoarders created a screaming, crying little poppet soon after.  The repair shop guys were teasing me by shouting out, “Hey!  Stop hurting that baby!”.  Oh. Haha.  Very.  Funny.  NOT!!!!!  Thankfully el pobre nino fell asleep hard after some soothing.  It was good timing, because he didn’t have to look at all of our junk.  Here it comes!

Dad sorting while I bossed him around saying things like, “Get rid of it get rid of it get rid of it.  Why the hell did you hold on to this why the hell did you hold on to this.”.  You can imagine the rest, I need not elaborate further.

Lord God in Heaven help me.  Notice that Jeff switched vests.  That’s because Jeff loves to play dress up as we work, which is always sure to slow down the process significantly.  Jesus save me.

Why don’t we own a store?  I don’t know.  Why don’t we???  If anyone knows of a pop up location where I can set up next summer in Canmore, Alberta – please contact me!  I will sell it all in one fell swoop – BAM!  DONE!  THAT’S HOW I DO!!!!!

But unfortunately we live in Vancouver + all this crap is in Alberta.  Makes sense?  IT MAKES ABSOLUTE NO SENSE!!!!!!  It makes my brain swell.  Let’s move on to happier things.  Fat babies.  In flannel.

Jeff insisted on putting on his flannel to match Langdon.  I guess we are “that family”.  Expect a Christmas card of all three of us wearing Canadian Tuxedos.  Yankees if you don’t know what that means, it means head to toe denim.  Awwwww yeeeeeeah.  Hey, is it just me or does Langdon look like Jack Nicholson in this photo???

Whoa.  That freaks me out.

Langdon waking up from a nap.  Aaaah, sweet serenity.

Jeff loves to get his snuggles in since he only sees Langdon on the weekends.

Too sweet for words.  I love this picture.  Where are the mother-son photos, you ask?  Good question!!!  I whined to Jeff that there’s five pictures that exist of me + Langdon – three of them are selfies that I took!!!  Not fair!  So later in the weekend Jeff took this photo:

ACK!  Truly unflattering low angle, highlighting my double chin.  Messed up night time mom hair.  What a train wreck.  Gee, thanks Jeff.

Anyways when we were staying at our friends’ house in Canmore, I plopped Langdon in the big chair – how amazing is this interior?!  Like a shot from an architecture/design magazine!  Our friend Karen has an amazing eye.  And it always looks beautifully staged.  I’ve NEVER seen it a mess or out of sorts. AND they have a six year old – I don’t know how they do it.

“NO!!!  NEVER MESSY!!!!!!  HAHAHAHAAAAA!!!” screams Langdon.

Well, Langdon has been out of his fussy phase (for now).  We had a hard go of it for a bit.

Moms would tell me, “Don’t worry it gets easier!”.  “LIARS!!!!  ALL LIARRRRRSSS!!!” I would hiss like Gollum from Lord of the Rings.  I felt that the older + more aware of his surroundings + more demanding Langdon grew, it was becoming increasingly difficult.  Then all of a sudden one day I realized, “Hey, we’re having fun!”.  I didn’t feel like I was drowning as much as before.

One day at a thrift store an employee gave me a Canadian flag because I told them I was American.  Langdon loves flags + he loves the color red, so while we’re driving sometimes I let it flap in the wind much to Langdon’s amusement.  Happy Canuck.

This big guy’s personality is totally showing itself lately.  He is mashugana.

What a nut.  Look at those hamhocks!!!  I like to take bites out of them!!!

Oy vey.  I have a feeling that I’m going to be in trouble once Langdon starts crawling!!!  It’s been a trial + error four months with lots of tears, frustration + exhaustion.  But there seems to be a rhythm + a little waltz that we are becoming familiar with.  Langdon + I are buddies, compadres, homies, partners in crime, if you will.  We are both learning + growing more + more as each day passes!  Thanks to everyone for joining us through the past couple of months!!!  I miss + love you all!!!  XOXO