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I haven't posted anything in ages! There are several reasons for this:
a) I haven't felt that my life would make for interesting reading...it's mostly a loop of Cordelia woke up way too early and went back to sleep right about at the time that we needed to get up and get ready to go, dropped her off at daycare, went to work, came home, went for a walk, got home and got Cordelia fed, bathed and tucked in, zoned out for an hour or two, went to sleep...repeat, repeat, repeat.
b) If I try to post while Cordelia is awake, she likes to help me type. This makes for an amusing game, but some very illegible posts!
c) If I think too much about where I am in my life right now, I tend to get overly self critical, especially regarding the areas of career, finances and real estate, which leads to being depressed, which is NOT a good thing!
However, if I don't start documenting this stuff, I'm going to lose track and/or forget. Even if it's mundane, it's my life.
Over the last few weeks, Cordelia has been astounding me with leaps and bounds in development milestones and new vocabulary. She started cruising the furniture around Christmas. For the last month or so, she's been demanding that Robert or I let her hold our hands so she can walk all around the apartment. In the last week or so, she's FINALLY crawling with her stomach off the ground (as opposed to the commando crawling she's been doing), AND she's starting to let go and try to walk across the room, although she's VERY cautious and tries to find something else to hang on to before she decides to let go. Her vocabulary has expanded from Mommy, Daddy Kitty, and Banzai! to include: Baby, Book, Read, No, Sippy, Chodai (Japanese for May I have it.), Hi!, Hey!, Bye-Bye. She does adorable things like tries to brush her hair and my hair...both with her hairbrush or her toothbrush, gives hugs and kisses, plays peekaboo (in english and japanese!) and she LOVES music. When she hears music, she starts bopping her head,shimmying her shoulders and shaking her butt (even if she's sitting!). She's very independant, she insists on feeding herself, which is EXTREMELY messy because she'll hold the spoon or fork in one hand while eating with the other, and when she's done, she'll dump the bowl over the side of the tray (The cats have learned to sit nearby when she's eating!).
Work is nothing fabulous. I'm bored. The job is easy, it pays well, the hours are great, and the work is stress-free. However, the office politics SUCK! If I don't talk to my co-workers, I'm being "stuck up". If I do talk to them, I'm "butting in". It's a minor detail, but it makes me very uncomfortable - in a geeky middle school social outcast sort of way. Plus there's still the whole feeling like a failure/waste of a degree thing about not pursuing a career in public relations. I really need to get over the fear of rejection and try to get back into it. Last week, I ran into my supervisor from my brief stint at the ad agency - he encouraged me to send him my resume...so hopefully some good will come of it.
Other than that, things are pretty quiet - except when I'm reassuring my friends that they aren't experiencing an earthquake and will not be swept away by a St. Johns River tsunami, but are feeling the blast as the last remainders of the old Fuller Warren bridge are demolished.
a) I haven't felt that my life would make for interesting reading...it's mostly a loop of Cordelia woke up way too early and went back to sleep right about at the time that we needed to get up and get ready to go, dropped her off at daycare, went to work, came home, went for a walk, got home and got Cordelia fed, bathed and tucked in, zoned out for an hour or two, went to sleep...repeat, repeat, repeat.
b) If I try to post while Cordelia is awake, she likes to help me type. This makes for an amusing game, but some very illegible posts!
c) If I think too much about where I am in my life right now, I tend to get overly self critical, especially regarding the areas of career, finances and real estate, which leads to being depressed, which is NOT a good thing!
However, if I don't start documenting this stuff, I'm going to lose track and/or forget. Even if it's mundane, it's my life.
Over the last few weeks, Cordelia has been astounding me with leaps and bounds in development milestones and new vocabulary. She started cruising the furniture around Christmas. For the last month or so, she's been demanding that Robert or I let her hold our hands so she can walk all around the apartment. In the last week or so, she's FINALLY crawling with her stomach off the ground (as opposed to the commando crawling she's been doing), AND she's starting to let go and try to walk across the room, although she's VERY cautious and tries to find something else to hang on to before she decides to let go. Her vocabulary has expanded from Mommy, Daddy Kitty, and Banzai! to include: Baby, Book, Read, No, Sippy, Chodai (Japanese for May I have it.), Hi!, Hey!, Bye-Bye. She does adorable things like tries to brush her hair and my hair...both with her hairbrush or her toothbrush, gives hugs and kisses, plays peekaboo (in english and japanese!) and she LOVES music. When she hears music, she starts bopping her head,shimmying her shoulders and shaking her butt (even if she's sitting!). She's very independant, she insists on feeding herself, which is EXTREMELY messy because she'll hold the spoon or fork in one hand while eating with the other, and when she's done, she'll dump the bowl over the side of the tray (The cats have learned to sit nearby when she's eating!).
Work is nothing fabulous. I'm bored. The job is easy, it pays well, the hours are great, and the work is stress-free. However, the office politics SUCK! If I don't talk to my co-workers, I'm being "stuck up". If I do talk to them, I'm "butting in". It's a minor detail, but it makes me very uncomfortable - in a geeky middle school social outcast sort of way. Plus there's still the whole feeling like a failure/waste of a degree thing about not pursuing a career in public relations. I really need to get over the fear of rejection and try to get back into it. Last week, I ran into my supervisor from my brief stint at the ad agency - he encouraged me to send him my resume...so hopefully some good will come of it.
Other than that, things are pretty quiet - except when I'm reassuring my friends that they aren't experiencing an earthquake and will not be swept away by a St. Johns River tsunami, but are feeling the blast as the last remainders of the old Fuller Warren bridge are demolished.