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Another post while I hope that Robin stays asleep. Long day today -- up at 5:30, lots of farting, lots of errand running and Dad fun time. She loves her feet and her jumperoo.

For a week or so I was visiting people in my dreams -- my dead uncle, my bff from hs whose mommy died, Brian's pregnant cousin who's been on my mind. Then I dreamed that my Mom had died, and it felt very real, and it took a few minutes after I woke up to figure out that it wasn't. Then I dreamed that my Dad had died, too, and the same thing -- extremely real grief (then real relief!). All of this makes me hope I can find a job near my parents when I finish. I wouldn't want to be further away from them than we are now. So cross your fingers for a decent job waiting for me in Missouri, or maybe Lawrence KS, or Iowa in general since we love it here, too. I didn't grow up around my grandparents and wish I had... I want that for Robin, and I want to be there for my folks as they get older. I mean, my oldest uncle is 60. That's like, old. My dear wonderful uncle died from a terrible illness but they'll all die... we'll all die... morbid thoughts lately. :/ Anyway, I don't want to be worrying about my parents' health long distance, and I want them to see a lot more of their grandkids than my grandparents got to. See. Bad English.

I'm starting to think this whole move thing is just impossible. Take EVERYTHING we have in one place and move it somewhere else? That just boggles.

I went to the eye doc today and got poked and dilated and have new 'specs on the way. They're the exact same style as my current ones, only a more mature MILFy tortoiseshell instead of bright red. Can't wait. My eye doc is really good. He talks very fast but he explains everything well and I learn something from him every time. Robin gets a freebie infant screening if we take her before she turns 1... that should be fun, right?

Thunderstorms headed our way.

I fed Robin a bottle for the first time today. We brought some milk with us while I got my eyes checked and Brian ran myriad errands with the egg. She did great up until the last time we popped her in the carseat. The sun was in her face and she was generally having an old school meltdown (she barely fusses now that we have her in the superluxe Britax carseat). At a red light I jumped into the backseat, shielded her eyes, and gave her the bottle. At first she just chewed on it, but then she drank about half the milk. My milk let down while I was feeding her. I like nursing better (but I'm glad she hasn't forgotten how to take the bottle).
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Brian is off work today so I can type two-handed. Wow does it feel amazing. He and Robin are sitting nearby making faces at each other and having a conversation. She's really coming into her own little personality right now, cooing and gurgling and making lots of faces. It's pretty freaking awesome.

So, we still haven't heard from the guy about his condo and whether or not it will be available. And all of a sudden today I got impatient about it and emailed him basically saying "we would vastly prefer to rent from you but if nothing changes by the end of the semester, we're going to look elsewhere." I poked around a bit to see what's available and it looks like we should be ok if we don't dawdle on finding a new place. There were even a few options that looked preferable/nice! The trick is finding places around here that are cat-compatible. We decided that our must-haves are: cat friendly, laundry hook ups (in-unit w/d even better!), dishwasher. (We're looking for 2 bedroom/2 bath.) After that, we'd prefer a first floor place, covered parking, and not an apartment (I'd love a duplex, or something where we don't have to share walls and halls with people).

Usually I'm a complete fucking mess about finding housing, but this time around I'm just trusting that the right place is out there for us. I was encouraged by the stuff I saw just poking around.

I'm trying to focus on getting my homework for my indy study done. Fortunately we set it up so I don't have that much to do (I think about 24 articles to read, grouped into "units" about which I need to do a little write-up, and then a final "essay" that's about theory-into-practice type stuff). I have about four weeks to get it all done, and I'm almost through one unit. The trick has been finding time to write. I can read while nursing but not write a paper - not yet, anyway. At any rate, I think that's achievable. And hopefully I can stay on top of grading. OMG I can't wait for summer. Can't. Wait. So. Ready.

Oh. This is fucked up. Apparently someone somehow got ahold of Brian's debit card number and used it to run up a $600 charge at a gambling site through Ireland. So now he's had to run all over town to the bank and cops and everything to get the money returned. It's a huge pain in the ass -- shouldn't it NOT be? We're not the bad guys here. Why do we have to do so much weird paperwork to get back money we didn't spend?

I've been obsessing over Robin's diaper situation. I so dislike disposables. I'm psyched: [livejournal.com profile] babycatcher33 did a Goodmama lotto and I got one!! The holy grail of cloth diapering and I get to try it out. Brian asked if I was going to sell it :P funny enough that hadn't even occurred to me. I'm excited to try it.

We need to get Robin's birth certificate taken care of. If we do it within the next week, we won't have to go down to the Soc Sec office and get her number. That's our goal: to avoid more hassle. We have to find a notary public. Do you have to make an appointment with a notary, or do they just hang out waiting for people to show up for notarizing purposes?

Robin is getting chunky and strong. She's getting really good at head control - nursing her at night is so much easier now. I think she's almost to where she'll hold her head up. Exciting! I think wearing her will be a lot easier once she can do that.

Sorry I'm just rambling. It's just so amazing to be able to type fast.

Robin is getting hungry but I don't want to have her back. I'm annoyed at how little Brian takes over her care when he's off work. I'd like a little more break time, you know?? I keep thinking that his days off will be days where I can accomplish things I haven't been able to that really require time and two hands, like some serious laundry sorting/putting away, and writing, and shaving my legs. It's not working out that way. I think it will get better. We had some serious talks this week that I think might result in some big changes. More on that later, probably. Yeesh.

OK. She's really getting fussy. I'm off!

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