Plane ride! Now with extra teething and a cold!
Happy Thanksgiving to all. May this special time of the year not make you want to do violence to any of your nearest and dearest. Or people on planes with waily infants, for that matter.
(We actually get along great with MY family.)
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Why
is it that every time we discuss a trip to the in-laws, I end up sitting on the couch crying for a half hour?
I even like them.
Mostly.
I even like them.
Mostly.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
!
I had many romantic, unrealistic notions before I had a baby!
He'll sleep with us!!
For a month, until the thrashing and snorfling and kicking got to be too much. And into the crib with you!
It'll be so hard to go back to work!
Except he screamed for two weeks straight, right before. And I WANTED to pay someone else to take him.
I'll breastfeed him as long as he wants!
Getting old already. Plus I am really damn hungry all the time. Plus he wants my food now, so I never get enough dinner because he's eating it.
I'll wait to give him table food until he can feed himself finger food.
Hah. Try: he'll be so crabby that we will give him applesauce in desperation. Then he will be so ravenous that we will beg him to please, please, eat one more bite of avocado. Then we will worry he will make himself ill from eating so much avocado. Then we will be chicken-pushers. EAT! MORE!! CHICKENS!!!
He'll sleep with us!!
For a month, until the thrashing and snorfling and kicking got to be too much. And into the crib with you!
It'll be so hard to go back to work!
Except he screamed for two weeks straight, right before. And I WANTED to pay someone else to take him.
I'll breastfeed him as long as he wants!
Getting old already. Plus I am really damn hungry all the time. Plus he wants my food now, so I never get enough dinner because he's eating it.
I'll wait to give him table food until he can feed himself finger food.
Hah. Try: he'll be so crabby that we will give him applesauce in desperation. Then he will be so ravenous that we will beg him to please, please, eat one more bite of avocado. Then we will worry he will make himself ill from eating so much avocado. Then we will be chicken-pushers. EAT! MORE!! CHICKENS!!!
Saturday, November 07, 2009
Dr. S is applying for an academic job at Posh Private U in my hometown. Wouldn't that be lovely?
The other day I called my friend A., who went to Posh Private U, to chat. "If you lived here I would steal your baby," she said.
"If I lived there I would let you," I said. I've known her for fifteen years. Her daughter calls me Auntie J.
It's hard for me, to live so far away from family, to be somewhere so temporary, to not have a house and a dog and a life. We chose it, but it's still hard.
If we lived in my hometown, we would see my parents and my sister and my old friends. We would drop in for dinner, and go to the park together. We would visit my preschool friend's mother in Scenic Small Town in the mountains. We would go down to the island for picnics. We would take the Pumpkin to the petting zoo and let him hide in the bamboo stand. We would finally be able to build the life we want to have together.
One day.
The other day I called my friend A., who went to Posh Private U, to chat. "If you lived here I would steal your baby," she said.
"If I lived there I would let you," I said. I've known her for fifteen years. Her daughter calls me Auntie J.
It's hard for me, to live so far away from family, to be somewhere so temporary, to not have a house and a dog and a life. We chose it, but it's still hard.
If we lived in my hometown, we would see my parents and my sister and my old friends. We would drop in for dinner, and go to the park together. We would visit my preschool friend's mother in Scenic Small Town in the mountains. We would go down to the island for picnics. We would take the Pumpkin to the petting zoo and let him hide in the bamboo stand. We would finally be able to build the life we want to have together.
One day.
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