dance!

Here they go, and me without my softshoes!

too short

that was Friday night. Now it's just me and Miss E, while Darrell works. I should, of course, be studying.

invasion

The Grandparents are here! Have been, since Friday night. E is just super duper happy, out yesterday and today with the Grands, and I'm doing schoolwork. Ugh. Such gorgeous weather, probably the last of the season, and I'm inside trying to do searches and getting lost in circular reasoning. JOY.
In the meantime, E has learned something new! She's crawling!! Not the right direction, but who am I to judge? So now she's able to amuse herself a wee bit, by scooting. While the videos are cute, it's actually hard to see the movement itself due to her cracking herself up the whole time. I put here two so you can sense the idea...apologies for my excited voice-overs. I have to quit that so the focus is on Miss E!


What was the coolest about their visit was the date Darrell and I had last night. Met him after work and we went to A Mano, Italian restaurant that is run by our pals from Bin36...so saw Chef Capudizzle, Craig-Sheet-Pans-DiFanzo, Brian-o-exalted-wine-god, and a few others. Good times. I finally felt full for a few hours! The darn tapeworm, aka "nursing", has kept me in starvation mode. We'll see what a new synthroid script (lower as of Thursday) will do for that and my sunny disposition. Hormones. Wacky things.
ok, back to MOHO...

here I go again

It's a countdown. See the four uneaten fingers? That's how many more days until Gram and Grampa come save her!

I was talking to my mom during this, and I think E was trying to talk her way over the airwaves. Like StarTrek or something. That's my girl, defying reality. Loudly. And while multitasking, grabbing her feet and yowling at the cats directly (not sure who was mocking who).

so cool

But why are there not more women like her? Go watch the video to see what I'm talkin bout (click here)

so as a reflection on my moment 5 months ago, Thanks Debi (and Gaye)!

ok, for the Grandparents in the house...this is from two whole days ago


Today was a good one, mostly, until about noon when my separation from baby hormones hit. It hits me at different times, and not every day.
This past weekend was good as I followed some suggestions from my developmental therapist friend in class, Laura. She has recommended that I try to change the way we react when Emelia screams and fusses. So I did. For three days, I cooed, giggled, snuggled, laughed, and bounced her around when she would scream. Surprisingly, this worked. For the weekend anyway!! I'm hoping it continues to work, as it's a lot more fun for both of us than getting upset.
D and I have talked about it, and we'll see how the approach begins to make some changes in his days with her. Wish us the best. Next up, I think I'll follow Laura's other idea and get this book.

School is beginning to have a pattern. Don't get me wrong, I am full of freak out and stress, but it's turned into a dull roar. Like standing next to a waterfall and after a while, you still can't hear well but the roar is not really in your consciousness. That. I'm screaming, but on the inside. Like I tell Emelia, when she's enjoying filling our ears with piercing noises that are supposed to be emitting joy, use your inside voice.

another national holiday

My my, what a busy week for my blog. Must be all the coursework looming over my head that makes me want to run and just take another look into maybe posting a pretty picture or two.

perhaps.

Well, whatever it is, Emelia just hasn't stopped being cute yet. Today is her Grandaddio's birthday, and here's a movie we took last night (in one of the outfits he bought her the day she was born, a la Gap)


She really needs to work on having something to say. The little orange light on the camera is becoming a familiar thing to her, and she needs to start babbling at it!

Today apparently was the anti of this picture-

as E was not fun and sun for her Daddy today. Not like I was having fun in class, nonono, but for as wonderful as the weather was, she just didn't feel up to the challenge to have some fun. Now, she's sleeping on my lap while I ponder the deep thoughts associated with "language and thinking processes" for my Research And Associated Worry class.
Can't wait until it becomes a source of joy. I expect a lot from this program, and the suffering for our little family and separation anxiety from it better be worth it. I want to write about something else. Like knitting. Or fly-fishing. Or going to the zoo, baking a peach pie, playing WoW....I have a list around here somewhere. Boy, December 12th can't arrive soon enough!!

guess what today is?

As I heard it on NPR today,
HAPPY GRANDPARENTS' DAY!!
(personally, that seems to be everyday, but whatev)


Love,
Emelia