Every blog post signifies yet another morning spent with tech support to get on our vpn.
I now sit with a sweaty baby strapped to me, straining to see the computer screen. Please Alden, let mommy eat. He's been crying all evening not wanting to sleep even with rubbing his eyes and all. Timon's away on business so its just us two. He's fed, clean diapered, and I read him a good night story and pray he will nod off and blissfully drift off to dreamland.
But this is not so. Its more like a battle. He just might be winning. I'm exhausted and wondering if I can microwave a plate and eat it before it gets cold....
Here we are playing on the floor. I love Alden so much I even let him grab my under chin fat.
While I nurse him I read the news. I read about the good and the bad, the drama and politics of life and wonder how I will be able, one day, to talk to him about the realities of life. I mean if he asks. For now I'll just savor his cute cheeks and innocent looks after he's yanked on my hair.
I've been working part-time now for almost 2 months. Our helper comes in the morning and I run to the office and then come home after lunchtime to feed baby and feed myself. Then Alden and I have the afternoon to ourselves to read books, sing songs and try to take photos for the grandparents. about 80% of them are blurry or he's waving his arms in front of the camera. I eat dinner around 5:30pm Then baba comes home around 7pm and plays with Alden while I put dinner on the table (yes, I eat again) and then we hang out and talk about the ups and down of work and our upcoming social calendar. I. am. tired.
This past weekend was Timon-less so Alden was privileged to accompany to an urgent work review (approving samples to ship out that day) SH artists community luncheon, then Alpha. Later that night we made cinnamon rolls for brunch the next day. Sunday, we hosted group - iced the cinnamon rolls and asked helpful people to help reach tall things and be in charge of coffee. We lunched at Elephante with some old friends in town (we all knew each other pre-kids) awesome, with a touch of babies and kids! Then we Skyped T for a while and begin our evening trying to get baby to sleep routine.
Some days seem like groundhog day. But I know that he will grow quickly and we will cherish these young days of cuddling and enjoying simple things like tickling!
I now sit with a sweaty baby strapped to me, straining to see the computer screen. Please Alden, let mommy eat. He's been crying all evening not wanting to sleep even with rubbing his eyes and all. Timon's away on business so its just us two. He's fed, clean diapered, and I read him a good night story and pray he will nod off and blissfully drift off to dreamland.
But this is not so. Its more like a battle. He just might be winning. I'm exhausted and wondering if I can microwave a plate and eat it before it gets cold....
While I nurse him I read the news. I read about the good and the bad, the drama and politics of life and wonder how I will be able, one day, to talk to him about the realities of life. I mean if he asks. For now I'll just savor his cute cheeks and innocent looks after he's yanked on my hair.
I've been working part-time now for almost 2 months. Our helper comes in the morning and I run to the office and then come home after lunchtime to feed baby and feed myself. Then Alden and I have the afternoon to ourselves to read books, sing songs and try to take photos for the grandparents. about 80% of them are blurry or he's waving his arms in front of the camera. I eat dinner around 5:30pm Then baba comes home around 7pm and plays with Alden while I put dinner on the table (yes, I eat again) and then we hang out and talk about the ups and down of work and our upcoming social calendar. I. am. tired.
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| Cinnamon rolls in 90 minutes! Pre-icing. |
This past weekend was Timon-less so Alden was privileged to accompany to an urgent work review (approving samples to ship out that day) SH artists community luncheon, then Alpha. Later that night we made cinnamon rolls for brunch the next day. Sunday, we hosted group - iced the cinnamon rolls and asked helpful people to help reach tall things and be in charge of coffee. We lunched at Elephante with some old friends in town (we all knew each other pre-kids) awesome, with a touch of babies and kids! Then we Skyped T for a while and begin our evening trying to get baby to sleep routine.
Some days seem like groundhog day. But I know that he will grow quickly and we will cherish these young days of cuddling and enjoying simple things like tickling!
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