I am obviously getting too old and insane to be trusted with heavy (laptop-sized) machinery. I was so oblivious to even my own pages that I didn't consider the consequences of having the blog linked.
Anyway, we'll see what happens from here.
Right now I'm whipped -- Max is the world's worst co-sleeper, and it seems I have been juggling him and nursing for 12 hours. He's almost 1yo -- this has to stop.
I don't know HOW, because although I no longer think CIO is right up there with war crimes and animal cruelty, I still don't have the strength/guts/wherewithal to follow through with doing it.
Partly because I suspect it wouldn't quite work yet, too -- he's in the height of separation anxiety.
I know the day will come sooner than I think when he will be a lumbering teenage boy who wants to sleep until noon every day, and it's not that I wish his whole childhood away, but I would give ANYTHING for one night of completely uninterrupted sleep, alone, with room service and unlimited cable.
1.05.2008
1.02.2008
Snow day!
Because points north of us got about 1" of snow, they canceled school. Just as well; I think it would have been hard on everyone to go back barely a day after staying up til midnight and eating crap.
Went to Lisa W's house last night and hung out and ate pizza. The girls ran wild all over the house and Max had a blast with the train table, in between attempts to make a break for the stairs (he is obsessed with climbing stairs, which reminds me I have to figure out a way to rig a gate at the bottom of ours).
It's fun when you get to know a family where the dhs are friends and the kids get along, on top of Lisa's and my friendship.
I'm sitting here with Max sleeping on my lap. I really should try to put him down in his crib, but I know he'd wake up right away and I'd get frustrated and I don't want to get all bent out of shape. It really is getting out of hand, though -- I can't do anything whether he's asleep or awake. Gah.
Went to Lisa W's house last night and hung out and ate pizza. The girls ran wild all over the house and Max had a blast with the train table, in between attempts to make a break for the stairs (he is obsessed with climbing stairs, which reminds me I have to figure out a way to rig a gate at the bottom of ours).
It's fun when you get to know a family where the dhs are friends and the kids get along, on top of Lisa's and my friendship.
I'm sitting here with Max sleeping on my lap. I really should try to put him down in his crib, but I know he'd wake up right away and I'd get frustrated and I don't want to get all bent out of shape. It really is getting out of hand, though -- I can't do anything whether he's asleep or awake. Gah.
12.31.2007
buh-bye, 2007
Well, as years go, '07 was a really mixed bag.
We had Max, which was the single best thing, despite occasional sleep-deprived colicky moments to the contrary.
Emily started kindergarten at a great school and is doing beautifully.
We're all still alive and healthy-ish. Financially we are in fine shape.
On the downside, Jon is having to work his ass off just to get the minimal tenure requirements finished (due to transient students who are not always as competent in the lab as they should be); Hannah has been gone 4 years now and it is still very difficult; my dad is on a downward spiral; my sister has been on and off of a downward spiral (am hoping it's now stabilized); the various meetup dramas are increasing in both frequency and absurdity; and our house/yard is going to need major work in the near future.
The thing that's so frustrating about the latest turn-up with the BoredMoms is that a 6-week-old blog entry written in extreme anger, is now going to be taken as etched in stone. As if nobody else has ever lost their shit and reacted to something by spewing venom. Like other dramas, it will have its half-life and then die out slowly, or it would if there wasn't such a pathological need to stir the shit. Stay tuned.
We had Max, which was the single best thing, despite occasional sleep-deprived colicky moments to the contrary.
Emily started kindergarten at a great school and is doing beautifully.
We're all still alive and healthy-ish. Financially we are in fine shape.
On the downside, Jon is having to work his ass off just to get the minimal tenure requirements finished (due to transient students who are not always as competent in the lab as they should be); Hannah has been gone 4 years now and it is still very difficult; my dad is on a downward spiral; my sister has been on and off of a downward spiral (am hoping it's now stabilized); the various meetup dramas are increasing in both frequency and absurdity; and our house/yard is going to need major work in the near future.
The thing that's so frustrating about the latest turn-up with the BoredMoms is that a 6-week-old blog entry written in extreme anger, is now going to be taken as etched in stone. As if nobody else has ever lost their shit and reacted to something by spewing venom. Like other dramas, it will have its half-life and then die out slowly, or it would if there wasn't such a pathological need to stir the shit. Stay tuned.
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