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morning update.
Jan. 15th, 2008 09:09 amDo I have the right to start a new project? A big new project (web-related)? Just because I want to? Even though I am still not done with several other projects and in fact have not even really started on a site that we bought the domain for a year ago? Even though my house is already not as clean as I wish that it was and my child is outgrowing all her diapers and I'm not allowed to buy more because I can sew them for free? (Well, for free considering that I've already bought the materials.) And I like to sleep a lot. I suppose I feel like things are supposed to be just so now that I am home and they are not, and realistically they will never be. I never felt that way before I was working and was staying home, pre-baby, when I had all the time in the world to do whatever I wanted. Also, what I really enjoy is the creating of projects, not the inevitable ongoing maintenance and promotion and updating.
My girl is asleep, after waking up at six. I was planning on heading back to bed when she did, but she was awake until 7:30, at which point I weighed my options--on one hand, still sleepy! on the other hand, 7:30! and already awake! and M has not yet left for work and I can shower without listening for the baby! ... that last one is the one that clnched the deal. Showering completely alone is a great luxury.) I love sitting in a quiet house, with the day stretched out before me, baby asleep and so many possibilities! I can work on sad project that yes, I have already started working on, or I could sew, or change the sheets or fold laundry or clean the kitchen or just sit here typing this. It's so peaceful. I love having a baby. I really do. It is a challenge having so much less time to just do what I want, though. To compensate for that, though, the time I do have is appreciated so much more than it was before.
I woke up yesterday morning with some sort of bite on my side, and I fear it was from a spider. This squicks me out beyond my ability to describe. I have done only the bare minimum of research to ascertain that it is likely not a poisonous spider bite and I am just hoping that it goes away without further thought being necessary. Stories of Bad Spider Bite Incidents are really, really not required. Really. Meanwhile, I have had very sore joints for the past several days. The red bite just appeared yesterday, I'm pretty sure, or I would have probably had different results from Dr. Google. The venom has traveled throughout my system to attack my joints! Next step, dehabilitating pain, sexual side effects and an increased risk of gambling! Seriously, though, I don't know what the deal with the joints is. I took glucosamine once for my knees and it seemed to help. I hate taking anything while breastfeeding, though.
Evie has been great fun lately. She is carried away with waving. There are two kinds of waves, you understand. The first kind is the way you wave to Mommy, Daddy and anyone else. It's a great from-the-shoulder sort of full arm waving. The other kind is the way you wave to yourself... opening and closing the hand like little kids often do--but towards yourself. Duh. She also made a bit of a deductive leap when the waving to yourself thing started (before the other kind of waving) and started waving at her lips while hollering to make that pthb-pthbp-pthb noise. She tries to share her sippy cup with the person holding her (she also tried to share her sock with her Daddy, as she thinks those are also edible.) She is beginning to understand that some things are for certain things and using them unexpectedly is really funny--like yesterday, when I used my nose to move some rings on one of her toy from one side to the other. She will sit unassisted for very long periods of time--she has been able to sit for a long time but she would previously get bored with it and throw herself down at any given moment. Now she would rather stay sitting, and if she does lose her balance and tip over, she knows how to keep her head from bonking into the ground. (This is FANTASTIC because it means that you can just sit her down and then go do something else than sit behind her just in case.) On Sunday night, when we came home from our very long, very rough trip, she played on her blanket for two hours. She whined for a few minutes in the middle of that and I took her to get a diaper change, and then she fussed until I put her back. She will try to crawl into our lap if we sit with her, though. She's trying to crawl but she's not doing it yet.. why bother when she can roll to wherever she wants to go anyway? I remember when watching her roll was just like watching magic.
Am I the only one that feels wasted-nap regret when you hear the sounds of a baby waking up and you think about what you COULD have gotten done and yet you... didn't? ;) Somehow I doubt it. Ahh, well, better wrap this up now.
My girl is asleep, after waking up at six. I was planning on heading back to bed when she did, but she was awake until 7:30, at which point I weighed my options--on one hand, still sleepy! on the other hand, 7:30! and already awake! and M has not yet left for work and I can shower without listening for the baby! ... that last one is the one that clnched the deal. Showering completely alone is a great luxury.) I love sitting in a quiet house, with the day stretched out before me, baby asleep and so many possibilities! I can work on sad project that yes, I have already started working on, or I could sew, or change the sheets or fold laundry or clean the kitchen or just sit here typing this. It's so peaceful. I love having a baby. I really do. It is a challenge having so much less time to just do what I want, though. To compensate for that, though, the time I do have is appreciated so much more than it was before.
I woke up yesterday morning with some sort of bite on my side, and I fear it was from a spider. This squicks me out beyond my ability to describe. I have done only the bare minimum of research to ascertain that it is likely not a poisonous spider bite and I am just hoping that it goes away without further thought being necessary. Stories of Bad Spider Bite Incidents are really, really not required. Really. Meanwhile, I have had very sore joints for the past several days. The red bite just appeared yesterday, I'm pretty sure, or I would have probably had different results from Dr. Google. The venom has traveled throughout my system to attack my joints! Next step, dehabilitating pain, sexual side effects and an increased risk of gambling! Seriously, though, I don't know what the deal with the joints is. I took glucosamine once for my knees and it seemed to help. I hate taking anything while breastfeeding, though.
Evie has been great fun lately. She is carried away with waving. There are two kinds of waves, you understand. The first kind is the way you wave to Mommy, Daddy and anyone else. It's a great from-the-shoulder sort of full arm waving. The other kind is the way you wave to yourself... opening and closing the hand like little kids often do--but towards yourself. Duh. She also made a bit of a deductive leap when the waving to yourself thing started (before the other kind of waving) and started waving at her lips while hollering to make that pthb-pthbp-pthb noise. She tries to share her sippy cup with the person holding her (she also tried to share her sock with her Daddy, as she thinks those are also edible.) She is beginning to understand that some things are for certain things and using them unexpectedly is really funny--like yesterday, when I used my nose to move some rings on one of her toy from one side to the other. She will sit unassisted for very long periods of time--she has been able to sit for a long time but she would previously get bored with it and throw herself down at any given moment. Now she would rather stay sitting, and if she does lose her balance and tip over, she knows how to keep her head from bonking into the ground. (This is FANTASTIC because it means that you can just sit her down and then go do something else than sit behind her just in case.) On Sunday night, when we came home from our very long, very rough trip, she played on her blanket for two hours. She whined for a few minutes in the middle of that and I took her to get a diaper change, and then she fussed until I put her back. She will try to crawl into our lap if we sit with her, though. She's trying to crawl but she's not doing it yet.. why bother when she can roll to wherever she wants to go anyway? I remember when watching her roll was just like watching magic.
Am I the only one that feels wasted-nap regret when you hear the sounds of a baby waking up and you think about what you COULD have gotten done and yet you... didn't? ;) Somehow I doubt it. Ahh, well, better wrap this up now.
