Lu-cy!! You got some 'splaining to do!
Hi.
You may remember me from such LJs as - uh, this one. Or you may not. it's been a while.
First, i had a baby. And i snuggled her non-stop. A growling noise literally came from me when anyone suggested i put her down. And i was nursing, all, the time. So i didn't have time to LJ.
Then we had some health scares and dietary situations, one of which we're still managing and one which has thankfully dissolved into the ether of false alarms. Which meant i was googling baby symptoms non-stop and didn't have time to LJ.
Then this baby of mine, she started getting very difficult. Cranky. It hurt my brains. And it started to sink in that i am going to be taking care of this cranky mess of a child for YEARS. And that hurt my everything. And Greg was working overnights and doing a lot of overtime, and i skipped a lot of showers (still do). No LJ.
And then she started waking up at night. Like, every hour. And the whole story of my life was sleeping when she slept, going to bed when she went to bed, just to piece together a few hours that i could call rest. Fuck LJ, i needed to sleep.
And now? i have a girl (hard to call her a baby) that's about to be 10 months old. She pulls herself up and cruises on furniture all day long, this tall and funny girl who used to be a helpless, blank staring newborn. She laughs when you laugh, crawls directly and speedily towards trouble, doesn't take naps lying down, wants a piece of your chicken, and loves to turn the pages when you read to her. This beautiful creature that somehow, i formed and am now in charge of not just keeping alive, but raising. Which i hear is a lot harder than just, you know, keeping them alive.
So, anyway. Now we are (re)introduced. Catch me up on what you've been doing. If you want to, that is.
Oh, pictures of said baby: http://www.flickr.com/photos/singtome/sets/72157603536871608/
You may remember me from such LJs as - uh, this one. Or you may not. it's been a while.
First, i had a baby. And i snuggled her non-stop. A growling noise literally came from me when anyone suggested i put her down. And i was nursing, all, the time. So i didn't have time to LJ.
Then we had some health scares and dietary situations, one of which we're still managing and one which has thankfully dissolved into the ether of false alarms. Which meant i was googling baby symptoms non-stop and didn't have time to LJ.
Then this baby of mine, she started getting very difficult. Cranky. It hurt my brains. And it started to sink in that i am going to be taking care of this cranky mess of a child for YEARS. And that hurt my everything. And Greg was working overnights and doing a lot of overtime, and i skipped a lot of showers (still do). No LJ.
And then she started waking up at night. Like, every hour. And the whole story of my life was sleeping when she slept, going to bed when she went to bed, just to piece together a few hours that i could call rest. Fuck LJ, i needed to sleep.
And now? i have a girl (hard to call her a baby) that's about to be 10 months old. She pulls herself up and cruises on furniture all day long, this tall and funny girl who used to be a helpless, blank staring newborn. She laughs when you laugh, crawls directly and speedily towards trouble, doesn't take naps lying down, wants a piece of your chicken, and loves to turn the pages when you read to her. This beautiful creature that somehow, i formed and am now in charge of not just keeping alive, but raising. Which i hear is a lot harder than just, you know, keeping them alive.
So, anyway. Now we are (re)introduced. Catch me up on what you've been doing. If you want to, that is.
Oh, pictures of said baby: http://www.flickr.com/photos/singtome/sets/72157603536871608/