I really love looking back at old pictures of Note. This morning I was looking back at a bunch of pictures of them where they were sleeping together. Frank enjoys Note more now that she can do more things, but I know he loved that younger baby stage because he got to sleep with Note a lot more. Note dropped the afternoon nap a little while back, and anyway the nap always happened after Frank left to work.
Here is a collage of some pictures where they were sleeping together. The one in the top row in the middle was on Note’s first day home. Can’t believe that was over two years ago! And soon we will have a new little one. The time is going to fly by even faster with the second.
I feel like Frank and Note will always have this special bond. Note loves being in the kitchen with Frank. Note didn’t like Frank too much in the beginning and she’s still kind of iffy about him now occasionally, but she always wants to call him and when they are in the kitchen together is when their dynamic really comes alive.
Frank has Note help him with all sorts of kitchen duties, even cutting little vegetables with a real knife and cracking eggs. Note is great about being responsible in the kitchen, surpringly more responsible than I would expect from a two year old.
While I hope Note finds a love in cooking, I do hope that they do not make it a career only because I see how hard the chef life is for Frank. There’s shit for pay and hardly any time to be with family. The hours a long, the work hard, but for Frank it’s all worth it because he loves it so much. If Note finds that same love and passion, I’ll wish them only the best if they make it a career.
Anyway, I’ll end this post here. I’m still typing on my phone and it’s rather annoying due to the crack in the screen and the lag on the keyboard.
When isn’t it a busy life, right? It’s been busier as of late though.
First of all, we made the move into my grandmother’s house. We only planned to stay there for a short while before getting a place of our own somewhere, but unforseen circumstances changed that.
Twelve days ago, Frank attempted to kill himself. He did so by running my truck into a pole with no seat belt on. My truck is pretty close to totaled, but Frank is thankfully alive and well. His decision to try and end his life came from depression he has never dealt with and alcohol abuse. He is now getting help with both and doing so much better. He finally seems happy again and I’m seeing the person I fell in love with in him once more.
We’re looking for a new car and did some car shopping today. We haven’t really decided what we want to get yet, but we know that we’re more fond of crossovers and hatchbacks, especially hatchbacks. Shopping for a car is strangely exciting. I really enjoy doing it, even if it is also a little stressful.
Frank isn’t living with us until he is sober for six months, possibly until Treble is born if he does really well with his rehab. Note is taking that a little hard and really misses him, but it gives Frank motivation to work towards staying away from alcohol. Even though alcohol was ruining his life, I can see he isn’t completely free from its control. He talks about wanting to get “well enough” to where he can have a beer again and be okay. I don’t like being discouraging at these times, but I don’t think that’s the way alcoholism works at all. His therapist told him he has bigger problems than that and needs to focus on them and fixing them. I would be happy if Frank never took a drink again, and I would be more than ready to never take a drink again along with him.
Well, that’s all the time I have for updates right now. This pregnancy is really taking it out of me and I’m much more tired than usual. Time to get the toddler in bed so I can go to sleep myself!
More pictures in my next post if I find my laptop charger by then.