Despite getting to sleep way too late and getting up way too early, today was nice. We acquired more double-yolk eggs, ten (ten!) beautiful scarves, some little stuff from IKEA, and a wonderful antique chair. We had lunch with Amanda, Beth (Auntie Nom Nom!) and Josh at a Korean place, and dinner with those three plus Chris B, Dani and her new guy (who gets my approval but still can't take her to live in Alabama). Elijah ate a lot of food and refused to nurse until bedtime (please please please don't make that a regular thing yet... give me a few more months, please, baby boy!). We had IKEA frozen yoghurt. It was a good day.
The best part of all, however, was riding in the car, Sisters of Mercy blasting on the stereo, rain pouring down, the storm raging around us, watching the other cars dance on the road. I saw more streak lightning in that half hour than I did in 12 years in Kentucky, where it was all sheet lightning.
To my utter amazement, I do not currently have a migraine, or even any joint pain. My joints are stiff, as usual, but I'm used to that. And my muscles are sore, but that seems normal after walking all day and carrying a heavy baby for most of it.
So yeah. A good day.
Showing posts with label the sisters of mercy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the sisters of mercy. Show all posts
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Reminder
This is so I can keep in mind that productivity is possible.
Today, I have:
-made a whiny blog post
-eaten breakfast with Elijah (onion bagel with butter, and cold leftover garlic broccoli)
-checked email
-checked Facebook
-put dinner in the crock pot (chicken and potatoes--there's an orange in the chicken's cavity, butter under its skin, and lots of cajun seasoning, onion powder, celery salt, and garlic powder all over it)
-planned the rest of dinner (rice, broccoli) to be finished around 5
-took dogs and baby for a walk (while talking to Grampa)
-washed towels
-put towels in dyer
-put clothes in washer
-ran dishwasher
-ran water distiller
-wrote this blog post
And it's only noon!
And now we're lying down, nursing and listening to the Sisters of Mercy. I'm trying to decide whether to try to sleep. I really probably should.
Today, I have:
-made a whiny blog post
-eaten breakfast with Elijah (onion bagel with butter, and cold leftover garlic broccoli)
-checked email
-checked Facebook
-put dinner in the crock pot (chicken and potatoes--there's an orange in the chicken's cavity, butter under its skin, and lots of cajun seasoning, onion powder, celery salt, and garlic powder all over it)
-planned the rest of dinner (rice, broccoli) to be finished around 5
-took dogs and baby for a walk (while talking to Grampa)
-washed towels
-put towels in dyer
-put clothes in washer
-ran dishwasher
-ran water distiller
-wrote this blog post
And it's only noon!
And now we're lying down, nursing and listening to the Sisters of Mercy. I'm trying to decide whether to try to sleep. I really probably should.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
And ashes, and ashes, and ashes, and ashes, and ashes...
I've listened to the Floodland album by the Sisters of Mercy once or twice a day (sometimes more) every day for the last nine months. And I'm not tired of it yet. You'd think I would be.
* * *
Elijah had his nine month check-up today; he was 28 inches tall (meaning he has two inches to go before he's half my height) and 18.7lbs. He smiled at the doctor until she started sticking things in his ears. I sang the Werewolves Go Marching for him, which kept him from screaming at her. She did not comment.
"The werewolves go marching one by one, aroo, aroo..."
* * *
Sometimes, what one needs is a really good, frantic, snotty, childish cry, while someone holds you and tells you it's going to be okay. Even if it isn't, not right away.
* * *
Picture time.
Remmy found his way into the high chair, and was cleaning it up for me :p
Not entirely sure about this pool thing...
Better?
Maybe...
Daddy isn't a water person.
What a smile :)
* * *
Elijah had his nine month check-up today; he was 28 inches tall (meaning he has two inches to go before he's half my height) and 18.7lbs. He smiled at the doctor until she started sticking things in his ears. I sang the Werewolves Go Marching for him, which kept him from screaming at her. She did not comment.
"The werewolves go marching one by one, aroo, aroo..."
* * *
Sometimes, what one needs is a really good, frantic, snotty, childish cry, while someone holds you and tells you it's going to be okay. Even if it isn't, not right away.
* * *
Picture time.
 |
| From Elijah |
Remmy found his way into the high chair, and was cleaning it up for me :p
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| From Elijah |
Not entirely sure about this pool thing...
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| From Elijah |
Better?
 |
| From Elijah |
Maybe...
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| From Elijah |
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| From Elijah |
Daddy isn't a water person.
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| From Elijah |
What a smile :)
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| From Elijah |
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
"Welcome to Moooeee's!!!"
Me: I gave him my microphone to chew on.
Mom: He has teething rings.
Me: He'd rather chew on the microphone...
Image of motherhood fail: Baby wrapped up in microphone cord, chewing on Tylenol bottle.
Me: I can't do this if he doesn't take naps.
Mom: I know... I remember days where I thought, oh god, you have /got/ to sleep, or I will die. Right now.
Me: That is /so/ not helpful!
Mom: I know...
(He did finally settle down to nurse and while he didn't exactly nap, he was calm, and we had some relaxing time. But I was still a bit anxious and stressed by the time Brian got home.)
* * *
3:30pm
Elijah is now playing in his playpen while Leapfrog Letter Factory plays on the computer next to him. He's mostly ignoring the show, playing with his toys, and once in a while realizing I'm not there, so looking up and going, "Mmma! Mama!"
Now he's actually watching... then he fell down on his Baby Einstein violin-playing Mozart duck dude and it played music.
Hmm. We do have totally non-educational toys, too :p There are bunnies and teddy bears and even a ferret :D
* * *
I'm trying to figure out simple snacks to feed us through the day. Things that I'll actually find the time to make, or can make ahead. Things that are more nutritious than some chocolate graham crackers.
I would like to try this "quick tea" recipe from the BLW site. I'm not so sure about the mix of pear and cheese, but maybe with something mild like provolone, it might be tasty.
I'm also thinking things like apples and peanutbutter, apples and cheese, maybe a soup for the week if I can remember/get the time to make it on a Sunday and freeze it in one-serving sizes for the rest of the week.
Hummus and cucumbers are great... when I remember to eat them. I'm hoping some better refrigerator organization will help with that. Yay for IKEA...
* * *
I want coconut Thai soup with shrimp and chicken.
* * *
6pm - recovering from blood sugar crash
It's so odd, so quick. I have no idea why this one happened, even. Suddenly, I was cranky and having difficulty keeping my eyes open.
"Go get some food," Brian ordered, and I knew he was right, but my response was, "I already did." Because I had; I'd eaten a piece of chicken. I don't know why I crashed after chicken. That doesn't make a lot of sense.
And so now I'm sitting here with a cup of sugary, creamy tea and some chocolate Goldfish, recovering and becoming human again.
Then it's time to go have Moe's and hang out with people.
* * *
11:30pm
Another nice cuddly nursing-down-to-sleep moment with Elijah and the Sisters of Mercy.
Current tasks:
-researching a character background
-finding a jogging stroller
-selecting pictures from today to post
* * *
Dinner was at Moe's, which has amazing nachos. Elijah enjoyed pieces of tomato from my salsa.
And last night, Uncle Chris shared his french fries :)
Mom: He has teething rings.
Me: He'd rather chew on the microphone...
Image of motherhood fail: Baby wrapped up in microphone cord, chewing on Tylenol bottle.
Me: I can't do this if he doesn't take naps.
Mom: I know... I remember days where I thought, oh god, you have /got/ to sleep, or I will die. Right now.
Me: That is /so/ not helpful!
Mom: I know...
(He did finally settle down to nurse and while he didn't exactly nap, he was calm, and we had some relaxing time. But I was still a bit anxious and stressed by the time Brian got home.)
* * *
3:30pm
Elijah is now playing in his playpen while Leapfrog Letter Factory plays on the computer next to him. He's mostly ignoring the show, playing with his toys, and once in a while realizing I'm not there, so looking up and going, "Mmma! Mama!"
Now he's actually watching... then he fell down on his Baby Einstein violin-playing Mozart duck dude and it played music.
Hmm. We do have totally non-educational toys, too :p There are bunnies and teddy bears and even a ferret :D
* * *
I'm trying to figure out simple snacks to feed us through the day. Things that I'll actually find the time to make, or can make ahead. Things that are more nutritious than some chocolate graham crackers.
I would like to try this "quick tea" recipe from the BLW site. I'm not so sure about the mix of pear and cheese, but maybe with something mild like provolone, it might be tasty.
I'm also thinking things like apples and peanutbutter, apples and cheese, maybe a soup for the week if I can remember/get the time to make it on a Sunday and freeze it in one-serving sizes for the rest of the week.
Hummus and cucumbers are great... when I remember to eat them. I'm hoping some better refrigerator organization will help with that. Yay for IKEA...
* * *
I want coconut Thai soup with shrimp and chicken.
* * *
6pm - recovering from blood sugar crash
It's so odd, so quick. I have no idea why this one happened, even. Suddenly, I was cranky and having difficulty keeping my eyes open.
"Go get some food," Brian ordered, and I knew he was right, but my response was, "I already did." Because I had; I'd eaten a piece of chicken. I don't know why I crashed after chicken. That doesn't make a lot of sense.
And so now I'm sitting here with a cup of sugary, creamy tea and some chocolate Goldfish, recovering and becoming human again.
Then it's time to go have Moe's and hang out with people.
* * *
11:30pm
Another nice cuddly nursing-down-to-sleep moment with Elijah and the Sisters of Mercy.
Current tasks:
-researching a character background
-finding a jogging stroller
-selecting pictures from today to post
* * *
Dinner was at Moe's, which has amazing nachos. Elijah enjoyed pieces of tomato from my salsa.
And last night, Uncle Chris shared his french fries :)
Nursing down to sleep.
I like this time. The dogs are fed and walked, Elijah has had his bath, I've done my email and blog posts and photos for the day. We're cuddling close on the futon, listening to the Sisters of Mercy while he nurses and fights sleep.
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