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Normally, I can just start running, let my mind wander, and trust that my body will just keep going. I know I'm tired when I find myself standing on the street corner thinking: "Oh, right. I'm running."
Today was one of those runs where the risk if letting the mind wander was that the body would just stop going forward.
It's indicative of how hard both Mac and I have been running for the last few months and why there have been so few blog entries. We're all good, just pooped.
Today was one of those runs where the risk if letting the mind wander was that the body would just stop going forward.
It's indicative of how hard both Mac and I have been running for the last few months and why there have been so few blog entries. We're all good, just pooped.
We're pretty delinquent in the baby blogging department around here. Luckily, we aren't quite so delinquent in the baby photographing department.
Here are a few from an excursion onto the porch last weekend:
Yes, those eyes are still blue. And, yes, all those rolls are really her. (Tom is threatening to call her the Michelin baby). The kid knows how to eat.
True to her lineage, Maya is not fond of the heat. She gets sweaty and overheated quickly and can't sleep when she's hot. So, it's mid-April and we already had to buy a new air conditioner for her room (We had an ancient one that was terribly noisy, now we have a quiet energy-star unit). But it's worth it if she naps.
"Looky, looky. Over I go."
There was a glorious month there where the fish were fascinating.
Dad (or mom, but mostly Dad) could prop baby up on the couch and let her watch the fish while he read. Even cranky baby could be distracted by fish. ("Look fish. You like fish.")
But alas, fish have lost there appeal. They can not be grabbed and tasted (well, we're not going there anyway) so they can't hold a candle to toys.
The poor fish, they got fed a lot during the month they were so cool.
Gotta love the orchids bit. Learn more at www.takebackthetap.org.
The photo is nearly a month old already but is still pretty representative.
Life continues at a mildly frenetic pace around here. I'm up to four days a week at the office; Mac's teaching one class a week; and we've joined a nanny share one day a week. Instead of me going part time (we were still talking 32 hours) and trying to work from home, my boss authorized me to expand my team.
As for Maya: she's "this close" to rolling over. My father was down for a visit this morning* and we spent some time on the floor with Maya as she tried very hard to roll from her back to her front (we'd take pity and help her over by pulling her arm just a touch) and then she'd push off and roll back the other way. She finally got frustrated and we moved on to another game.
She'll have this rolling over thing down in a few more days.
*He's bringing back pictures, mom.
Upon waking from a mid-day nap, Maya discovers that Mom hung a toy above her Amby swing (oh, 2 months ago).
She stared, waved, and giggled for nearly 10 minutes (while I fetched the camera and took 2 dozen pictures).
The day after, I realized that it was a very anti-climactic quitting. I'm still there while I find my replacement and then I will work for him/her part-time doing some of the stuff that I never have time for when I was in the job.
Several frustrating weeks of trying to do a very demanding full-time job in fewer than full-time hours and a weekend of soul searching and budget analysis resulted in this unexpected turn of events.
Perhaps my future holds more blogging?
At not-quite 3 months. (January 24)
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