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A short list of things that I have no energy for:
1. Everything
2. See above
I don't think that I quite realized just how much of my time the yoga teacher training would take up. I'm not complaining, because I really, really love it, I just need to adjust. I knew that it would be 8 hours, three Sundays a month, but I didn't factor in the two classes a week I would be taking, the personal practice every day at home, the one-hour private class once a month, and the fact that I am a giant keener and assigned myself yoga reading for every night (for those of you who are at all interested, I'm currently reading Desikachar's Heart of Yoga and Iyengar's Light on the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali).
Add to that the fact that my sister was here for the weekend two weeks ago, and last weekend Matt's parents were in town on Saturday and yeah, I feel like I don't have time to get anything done. But now I have the whole weekend ahead of me, and it is visitor and yoga-teacher-training free!
So here are some updates:
THEO
is awesome, as always! His sleep is still shitty, though. A lot of times he's just making sounds in his sleep and probably doesn't even need me to nurse him (there have been times when I've waited and he's just stopped whimpering after a minute or two and gone back into a deeper sleep), but the thing is that once he makes any kind of noise, I'm wide awake. So that fucking sucks.
Solids are ... getting there, I guess. He pretty much refuses to be spoon-fed, and only likes things that he can pick up and feed himself. I got these little Gerber puffs (they were on sale), and he loves those. They just kind of dissolve in his mouth, so he doesn't really have to put much effort into eating them. Of course, I'm sure they have zero nutritional value. I rationalize them by figuring that they're helping him get used to solid foods.
He also likes bits of bread, or tiny pieces of apple, sweet potato, or mango. Or, you know, a giant leaf from the salad that I was eating for lunch the other day - he lunged for it and was too quick for me (he didn't actually eat it, though - he just stuck it in his mouth, made a face, then threw it back on my plate). So basically I am trying to find things that I can cut into pieces that are big enough for him to pick up, but small enough for him to gum and then swallow. Apparently I miscalculated tonight, because he gagged on a piece of sweet potato and then threw up all over himself. Oops.
MATT
is also awesome, except that he keeps wearing these brown pants that I don't really like. I think he's doing it on purpose. But other than that he is an amazing partner and I wish I had more opportunities to jump his bones. The end.
P.S. He is singing Theo to sleep right now. Oh, my heart.
YOGA
is so great, oh my God you have no idea. And the more I learn, the more I realize just how fucking little I know. We did some work with the second chakra last week (visualizations + asanas that target that chakra), and when we were lying in savasana, I could actually feel the spot where that chakra is buzzing. I have to admit, there have been times when I've been skeptical about some yoga stuff, but now that I'm really starting to delve into yoga, it's harder and harder to feel that skepticism. Not that I'm complaining. In the words of Fox Mulder, I want to believe.
I had my private class for October today, and my teacher helped me create a really awesome personal practice that targets all of my problem areas (stiff left shoulder, shoulders that both roll forward, weak left knee, etc).
I might make a yoga filter, because I have a feeling that I'll be wanting to write about the philosophy and stuff, and probably not everyone wants to read that. Let me know if you want in or out of that filter.
OTHER STUFF
My house is a fucking mess and I need to get my shit together and get organized. Theo's room is super clean, but my bedroom, sadly, is another story. I think we are going to Ikea soon to by some organize-y stuff.
I am going to be helping to run the Monday morning French song circle at Lil Bean. Because I really need another thing on my plate, right?
I planned today really badly and kind of overscheduled myself, and, after a bit of calculation on Google Maps, I've realized that I walked a total of 13 kms today. WTF. No wonder I'm so bushed.
I am thinking of only buying stuff from charities for gifts this year - Oxfam and Because I Am a Girl have some pretty great stuff. The only problem is that I've already bought my sisters' gifts, and they were not charitable donations. Oops.
Oh and the New York Times recently had an article about the psychological reasons behind my love for tiny food.
Theo and I in a tipi at the ROM (Royal Ontario Museum)
I spend a lot of my day doing this.
Rawr, I are a dragon.
With Matt's adorable parents. We went out for - what else? - sushi. Fuck, I could eat sushi every day. Seriously.
1. Everything
2. See above
I don't think that I quite realized just how much of my time the yoga teacher training would take up. I'm not complaining, because I really, really love it, I just need to adjust. I knew that it would be 8 hours, three Sundays a month, but I didn't factor in the two classes a week I would be taking, the personal practice every day at home, the one-hour private class once a month, and the fact that I am a giant keener and assigned myself yoga reading for every night (for those of you who are at all interested, I'm currently reading Desikachar's Heart of Yoga and Iyengar's Light on the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali).
Add to that the fact that my sister was here for the weekend two weeks ago, and last weekend Matt's parents were in town on Saturday and yeah, I feel like I don't have time to get anything done. But now I have the whole weekend ahead of me, and it is visitor and yoga-teacher-training free!
So here are some updates:
THEO
is awesome, as always! His sleep is still shitty, though. A lot of times he's just making sounds in his sleep and probably doesn't even need me to nurse him (there have been times when I've waited and he's just stopped whimpering after a minute or two and gone back into a deeper sleep), but the thing is that once he makes any kind of noise, I'm wide awake. So that fucking sucks.
Solids are ... getting there, I guess. He pretty much refuses to be spoon-fed, and only likes things that he can pick up and feed himself. I got these little Gerber puffs (they were on sale), and he loves those. They just kind of dissolve in his mouth, so he doesn't really have to put much effort into eating them. Of course, I'm sure they have zero nutritional value. I rationalize them by figuring that they're helping him get used to solid foods.
He also likes bits of bread, or tiny pieces of apple, sweet potato, or mango. Or, you know, a giant leaf from the salad that I was eating for lunch the other day - he lunged for it and was too quick for me (he didn't actually eat it, though - he just stuck it in his mouth, made a face, then threw it back on my plate). So basically I am trying to find things that I can cut into pieces that are big enough for him to pick up, but small enough for him to gum and then swallow. Apparently I miscalculated tonight, because he gagged on a piece of sweet potato and then threw up all over himself. Oops.
MATT
is also awesome, except that he keeps wearing these brown pants that I don't really like. I think he's doing it on purpose. But other than that he is an amazing partner and I wish I had more opportunities to jump his bones. The end.
P.S. He is singing Theo to sleep right now. Oh, my heart.
YOGA
is so great, oh my God you have no idea. And the more I learn, the more I realize just how fucking little I know. We did some work with the second chakra last week (visualizations + asanas that target that chakra), and when we were lying in savasana, I could actually feel the spot where that chakra is buzzing. I have to admit, there have been times when I've been skeptical about some yoga stuff, but now that I'm really starting to delve into yoga, it's harder and harder to feel that skepticism. Not that I'm complaining. In the words of Fox Mulder, I want to believe.
I had my private class for October today, and my teacher helped me create a really awesome personal practice that targets all of my problem areas (stiff left shoulder, shoulders that both roll forward, weak left knee, etc).
I might make a yoga filter, because I have a feeling that I'll be wanting to write about the philosophy and stuff, and probably not everyone wants to read that. Let me know if you want in or out of that filter.
OTHER STUFF
My house is a fucking mess and I need to get my shit together and get organized. Theo's room is super clean, but my bedroom, sadly, is another story. I think we are going to Ikea soon to by some organize-y stuff.
I am going to be helping to run the Monday morning French song circle at Lil Bean. Because I really need another thing on my plate, right?
I planned today really badly and kind of overscheduled myself, and, after a bit of calculation on Google Maps, I've realized that I walked a total of 13 kms today. WTF. No wonder I'm so bushed.
I am thinking of only buying stuff from charities for gifts this year - Oxfam and Because I Am a Girl have some pretty great stuff. The only problem is that I've already bought my sisters' gifts, and they were not charitable donations. Oops.
Oh and the New York Times recently had an article about the psychological reasons behind my love for tiny food.
Theo and I in a tipi at the ROM (Royal Ontario Museum)
I spend a lot of my day doing this.
Rawr, I are a dragon.
With Matt's adorable parents. We went out for - what else? - sushi. Fuck, I could eat sushi every day. Seriously.