Wednesday, March 29, 2006

In preparation for ice out, fishing season, and summer yachting, I have ordered the Junior Miss her very own PFD! Now we'll just need to figure out the logistics keeping her dry and comfy and safe in our fleet of kayaks, canoes and motorboat. B. wonders if she'll be into the outdoors like he is. If she's not, we'll have to make sure there wasn't a mix up in the hospital. But looking at this, I don't think it's likely:
The eyes, and the appetite for birds, are Bill's

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

We call this one "Crinkley Cheese Bag."
Here's something I never thought I'd say. I kind of miss being pregnant. Not the physical aspects of it, but the way I felt emotionally. But I also love the way being a mom makes me feel: nervous and joyful all at once. (Ok, I could do without the nervous. But it's more like excited anticipation than terror.) The missing and the current combined lead me to believe that I might have been lying when I said "I WILL NEVER DO THIS AGAIN!!!" as I was in labor. In fact, if we had money, I would do it again right now. I mean it. A year ago today was the beginning of the cycle that end in January. Hard to believe that in two weeks it will be a year since the Junior Miss was conceived. And where have the last two and a half months gone?

Anyway, I am feeling totally blessed today and can't wait to get home to see the Junior Miss. And I bet if I hooked up to the breast pump right now, I'd get a whole lot of milk. But I actually need to get a little more work done before I can do that.

Monday, March 27, 2006

We call her smile the day-saver. We needed it yesterday, when we determined that B. had overdrawn his checking account and discovered the water heater had shit the bed. She, of course, was happy to oblige. Of course, what REALLY saved the day was the news that even with our tax deduction that wasn't, we are getting three thousand dollars back from the feds. Enough to pay the year of property taxes B. forgot. Whoops. And to pay for the new water heater. Plus some money to pay down credit card debt. But the smile helped.

And we waited all day for the return of Saturday's laugh. I was changing her on the front seat of the truck with the door open on Saturday afternoon, on the side of the road, next to a graveyard in Vermont when it happened. I am pretty sure it was the cool breeze on her booty that forced it out...What a gorgeous sound that we have not yet heard again. She's back to her regular grunty sounds of joy.

Friday, March 24, 2006

Last night Junior Miss found her thumb. This afternoon, my descent into becoming a person who can only talk about (and brag about) her child was completed. Seriously...I have become so boring, I think, to all of the world beyond Bill, my parents, and Bill's mom. You don't need to agree, I know it is true. But I don't care. I can still listen to other people talk about the outside world, and I can converse, in a limited way, for a very short time, before changing the subject to EVA EVA EVA.

Eva is eagerly awaiting the arrival of her grandma this afternoon!

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Here I am, pumping in my office, blogging with one hand. i have adelicate balance here, one bottlebraced on my knee, the other in my left hand. It could all fall apart with a sudden move, so I can't answer the phone, which keeps ringing.

Anyway, yesterday was fine. We all survived. Junior Miss ate, I pumped, Bill had a physical.

Monday, March 20, 2006

Back at work. I can only imagine the home front!

Friday, March 10, 2006

We are sitting at the internet cafe in Placid and Eva is moving her head all around very quickly, so she can see every inch of the ceiling. She's also learned a new trick...actually playing with her toys. If by playing, you mean crinkling them in her hands whilst staring into space.