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Cyric is down at the bathrooms doing the nightly check. Avie is walking around the coffee table, going after my knitting needles (moved to safety) and discovering all the paper in the wastebasket. We were watching 300 with the subtitles on, of course, since the ear infections have reduced my hearing to half of what is was before when it wasn't actually that great to begin with. I can't hear anything out of my right ear now and haven't heard back from the doctor re: a specialist. On both of my ears there was an inner and outer infection.
cyric's parents want us to use a credit card to buy our tickets to fly out there in November and they'll reimburse us. Problem is, we don't own a credit card and I don't particularly want one knowing our spending habits. But I guess that's part of being a responsible adult. His father wants us to start building up frequent flyer miles.
I'm very tired but when I sleep I have nothing but work dreams and nightmares. Plus I feel guilty about sleeping. I feel guilty about everything these days.
I dyed my hair back to brown.
Avie will be walking any day now. Tonight she took a couple of steps without holding on, going from the couch to me. She likes to nurse while standing now. Karen came over with Julian. He's so cute. They babbled at each other. It was one of the only times she's ever been exposed to another baby. Of course, she beat him up and made him cry. I have to work on the whole "gentle" thing.
I wish I could have one day to myself and be treated how I want to be treated, like the goddess I used to be. Or even like a person. Not an old crone. But as my mother says, it's up to my daughter now. My time is over.
cyric's parents want us to use a credit card to buy our tickets to fly out there in November and they'll reimburse us. Problem is, we don't own a credit card and I don't particularly want one knowing our spending habits. But I guess that's part of being a responsible adult. His father wants us to start building up frequent flyer miles.
I'm very tired but when I sleep I have nothing but work dreams and nightmares. Plus I feel guilty about sleeping. I feel guilty about everything these days.
I dyed my hair back to brown.
Avie will be walking any day now. Tonight she took a couple of steps without holding on, going from the couch to me. She likes to nurse while standing now. Karen came over with Julian. He's so cute. They babbled at each other. It was one of the only times she's ever been exposed to another baby. Of course, she beat him up and made him cry. I have to work on the whole "gentle" thing.
I wish I could have one day to myself and be treated how I want to be treated, like the goddess I used to be. Or even like a person. Not an old crone. But as my mother says, it's up to my daughter now. My time is over.