Here We Come, Halloween!

This coming Sunday, C-rad and I will be hitting another new milestone: our first days away from Z.  We're heading down to Chicago where my mom will be babysitting for my sister, and from there we'll head to Michigan for the week.  I'm looking forward to having all that time with my parents and especially to not being alone all day (as much as I value 'Rad's company, he is just a seven-week old baby).  But I'm anxious about being his sole caretaker for that time (my parents are going to be there but Z is always so good about taking care of 'Rad's late-night needs) and about being away from Z for that long.  Zach and I aren't the we-do-it-together-or-we-don't-do-it-at-all type of couple, but if we're ever away from each other for more than a couple of days it's usually because one of us is out of the country.  I think it will be good for everyone involved, this small separation. 

Yesterday I did some oh-so-reassuring internet searching on the personality of the Virgo child.  I have to say, it freaked me out a little.  I don't completely prescribe to the preachings of the zodiac, but I do believe that there is a grain of truth to them.  Hopefully that grain is only the best of what can be said about 'Rad's personality based on his sign.  I read my sister the descriptions for her kids and she agreed with what they had to say a little too much for my comfort.  Do you put any stock in the zodiac?  Are you like your sign?

I have been on the hunt this week for pieces for Connor's Halloween costume and I think we're pretty much there.  This is his base layer:

Couple that with black pants and a black hat with ears and you've got 'Rad's official first Halloween 'stume.  I'm a little bummed that I won't be around to trick or treat with my nieces and nephews, but Connor's just donning his costume just for show anyway so show off we will!

Speaking of hats with ears, I don't think you can go wrong when you put animal appendages on headgear.  They're all the rage and my kid must stay current, so:

Just as Connor goes through his growth spurts and fussy times, I feel like I'm going through periods of thoughtlessness.  That's one reason I haven't been posting much lately - I can't come up with anything to talk about.  I can't tell you how many times Z will comment on something on TV and I'll look at him blankly and say, "What'd they say?" even though I was watching right along with him.  He can even be talking directly to me and I'll be looking at him but not processing a word that's being said.  Is this part of mommy brain?  Does this have to do with the rewiring of my brain the accompanies becoming a mom?  Should I be legitimately worried about being this scatterbrained?  Maybe I shouldn't be so worried - being scatterbrained was a preexisting condition.