Morning.

Feb. 19th, 2007 08:04 am
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It's eight o'clock. So far this morning, I've done a load of laundry, fed the baby twice, bathed her from head to adorable feet, gotten breakfast for myself and Elizabeth, and talked to my MIL about plans for the week. I feel like it should be lunchtime.

Family and kid blather )
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Elizabeth's new clothes that fit are in her drawers. The new clothes that are to be grown into are in some shelves in her closet. All are detagged and ready to wear.

Claire's new clothes take more work, because, before they can be properly stored, I have to go through all of Elizabeth's hand-me-downs and decide what to give away, what to store for potential baby #3, and what she will still wear. I also have to decide who it's going to - there are at least three possible recipients, none of whom are hard up for clothes for their babies, only one of whom is sure it's a girl. And there's always the Once Upon a Child option.

Even so, Claire's new clothes are detagged and mostly upstairs on her change table. A few have already been worn - those are in the dryer.

In about five minutes, my SIL will get here to pick me up for a Chick Flick. Five minutes after that, Oma and Opa will arrive. Opa will carry Piet off to see a Guy Movie with himself and the BIL, and Oma will remain to babysit.

I hope I don't fall asleep in the movie. I haven't stopped running in about a week, and it's starting to catch up with me.

I think I'll take some of those honey-roasted nuts with me. My purse is more than big enough to sneak food in. And I think I have a bottle of Sprite downstairs, too.

Ug.

Dec. 23rd, 2006 08:08 am
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Today is our first Christmas celebration, with my mom. I'm finding it hard to be festive when I'm operating on so little sleep, though. Endorphins and caffeine are not sufficient to replace several uninterrupted hours at a time. I'm not a crackpot philosopher. I don't need to see every hour of the clock to know that they exist.

I just pulled a Christmas pudding out of the back of the fridge. It's been there for more than a year, and it's absolutely fine. It's a testament to the power of cherry brandy and sheer density to keep foods good. (I should have put it in the freezer after it wasn't used last Christmas, but forgot.) There are two more puddings in the freezer - one for Christmas day, and one for New Year's. Next year I need to make more. Puddingfest, here we come!

I have some wrapping to do, and a white sauce to make, and [livejournal.com profile] summerfields to see. They flew in yesterday evening, and other than some missing luggage, all is well. Missing luggage seems like a small thing when they almost didn't get here at all.

In the last twenty-four hours, Claire has learned to point, and travel between rooms. She's heading for the kitchen now, very purposefully. *goes to check that the cupboards are locked*
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Today is Claire's seven-month birthday. That means there's a developmental update due to the baby filter. It's unlikely to happen today, but it will happen before Christmas for sure.

Hugs and strength and support to [livejournal.com profile] sassy_fae and [livejournal.com profile] etherlad. You know where to find us if you need us, and we're always ready to help.

There are now gifts under the tree for immediate family members. Not everything - about half, actually - but a few things. Claire watched from her exersaucer while I boxed, measured and cut paper, and taped. I'll try to do more of that later. The area under the tree is starting to fill up. My exploradora baby hasn't discovered it yet - the tree is outside her usual stomping grounds. I'm hoping I can keep her out of that zone until Christmas morning.

I was about to report that my house was a mess, and then realized that that's the normal state of things, and doesn't qualify as news.

I've been sucked into that debate community. I'm very, very glad that I joined it without watching it on my friends list; it means i can read my friends list and still ignore it.

I think that's about it for today. I'm off to rescue a toy from my marauding baby.
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My energy just ran out, so it's unlikely my previous spate of productivity was actually nesting instinct. Still, I got a few things done this evening.

Cut for length and boredom factor for non-parents. )

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