The Peanut Gallerie

Peanut and I moved in with Austin. He now has his own room to frolic... and frolic he does. He's all over the place! He crawls everywhere. He sees something he wants and he bolts. We are in the process of baby proofing the whole house. Goodbye to open outlets, messy wires (he loves those) and easily open drawers. Hello to "frustrating locks that you don't remember have those stupid child proof things on them so you go to open it and it gets stuck, so you remember and then tell yourself not to forget so the next time it wouldn't get you so angry while you're trying to watch the baby and cook dinner at the same time", lol. Ahh, life.

The move actually went quicker than I thought. I didn't have to get a moving truck that I couldn't afford anyways. Austin and his dad helped me move all of my things. Plus, his mom watched James while I supervised Austin and his dad, lol. After getting all of my stuff in the house, my OCD kicked in and I was running around like a mad woman trying to fit my stuff in the bachelor pad. (Both Joey and Austin have been very accommodating.) I try not to put up things too girly and secretly 'handle' the things to manish. Although, I have to constantly keep my eye out for things that get accidentally tossed. 

Last night, I asked Austin where he put the bag of groceries I brought over. He informed me that it was out all day so he threw it in the garbage. Normally, I wouldn't fret over my stuff. Things break, get old, stuff happens... but this... lol... this was something else. You see, my bag of groceries was carrying my BC (that cost a pretty penny and was the last of it before my appointment next month). To make a long story short we ended up dumpster diving, lol. (It was in three separate bags, by the way. I wouldn't have gone in to get it otherwise.) 

Lol, good times. We're just not there yet. 

We know we want more kids together, so we've been discussing his relationship with James. We never want James to feel left out. If our kids call Austin "dad", will James feel like he didn't get that opportunity? Or will he feel like he only has one and awkward for calling him anything but "Austin". He's so young and obviously cannot make this decision on his own. If we start calling him Austin around James, he will too. So, I knew a decision had to be made. (He's a smart kid and his language is picking up. At least in my dream he was making full sentences.)

It was important for me to make that decision too. Realizing that Austin was going to be a part of my life, my partner, it was going to affect all of us.

We decided not to use "dad". We never want anyone to make James feel strange about having two. Austin did some research on alternative names (like in German) but didn't come up with anything cool. We decided on "Papa". 

It's simple and a title he more than deserves.