Today is the day my son turns one. He walks, he giggles, he plays, he fights, cries and throws tantrums.
He loves the bath. He hates getting his hair washed.
He loves bananas, sweet potatoes and especially avacado. Not so fond of applesauce yet.
He loves music, dancing and singing. He’s got a weird thing for Beach Boys type surf rock. He’s good with Tom Petty and Barenaked Ladies. He also appreciates Daddy’s singing.
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We here at LydenCorp would like to extend our hearty congratulations to all employees for a fantastic year. Highlights follow…
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My son just did the 2nd most “me” thing ever: fell asleep in the middle of an activity. He was playing in his jungle thingy and all of a sudden just boom, out like a light.
OK, so I haven’t written anything since September. I’ve been wary, what can I say?
I’m willing to admit that I’m frustrated and upset over how things have been regarding North Carolina. At last count I’ve put about 30 or 40 resumes out there and come away with 1 phone interview and a screening that led to a face to face that went nowhere only after pushing me up and down like a sine wave for two weeks. If you’re still reading, Stephen (or anyone else from the department), I know it wasn’t personal. I haven’t checked the logs for any hits from duke.edu lately but I’m not really worrying about that anymore.
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Thu Sep 06 2769 Depart PHILADELPHIA INTERNATIONAL (PHL) at 5:25 PM
Arrive in RALEIGH DUR (RDU) at 7:05 PM
Fri Sep 07 192 Depart RALEIGH DURHAM (RDU) at 8:35 PM
Arrive in PHILADELPHIA INTERNATIO (PHL) at 9:50 PM
Meaning yeah, I got a face to face interview for a job at Duke. I’m worried about being away from the Little Bug for the night, but it’s a tremendous opportunity to get a great job, even if it’s contract-to-perm.
I’m really nervous, but I did a good enough job on the phone this morning that they want to see me. There was joking and back-and-forth with them, and the one guy is a musician, too. Worked at Disney for ten years. So that’s a good sign, right?
First of all, I’m typing this one handed, baby on my chest and cat on my feet.
I feel hot. Little heaters, both of them.
I have discovered the following:
1. wipey warmers are a GOOD thing.
2. Huggies are great, Pampers are fine, Luvs suck.
3. 4AM is a great time to get peed on.
4. 2 changing table covers are not enough.
5. Koala care surpasses Kangaroo care.
6. Some babies are just belly sleepers.
7. Yes they really breathe like that.
8. I must learn to read his mind.
9. You never have enough baby clothes.
10. For breastfed babies, poop is also a projectile.
He’s beautiful, he’s a great baby, and I can’t wait to see where this goes.
My thoughts on the actual birth when I’m more mobile.
Other than the obvious suggestions (sex, walking, pedicures and foot massage), what the heck else will hurry labor along?
Other than waiting, that is. Because the OB has decided that Tuesday afternoon is drop-dead time and we’re not comfortable with that.
I’ve instructed my son to shape up his act and get the hell out of his mother’s womb NOW.
He continues to ignore me.
I find it aggravating.
Aimee finds it even more so.
Come hell or high water, this kid’s getting born by August 1st, though.
The baby’s furniture got here on Saturday, we’ve been nesting ever since.
Isn’t it CUTE? There’s more in the associated set on Flickr.
In other news, work is worky and I’m just trying to get through the day again.
I shouldn’t say that. But I did.
We had the North Jersey Baby Shower yesterday. It took the trunk and back seat of my Lancer plus the trunk and back seat of my mother-in-law’s Accord.
We now have baby clothes, enough to clothe 12 babies, as long as they’re boys. Three strollers, one car seat, two quick-release bases, bouncers, Boppys, bedding, thermometers, blankets, woobies, wobbies, Robbiez, and more.
This kid’s got almost as much stuff as I do, and he’s not even here yet!
To that end, I’m also jonesing to play a game or two, like Forza 2 or LOTRO. I’m sure I’ll have more time when the kid’s here, right?
Right?
*sigh*
