Monday, April 27, 2009

Hello There

*I'd like to do a long post about what's been happening, but I'm in a bullet mood.

*At lunch today I'm going to join a gym. It's about a 1 minute drive from my office, so I can go at lunch for a 30 minute workout. This is a good thing.

*We have started the home-buying process and we found the best house. Then we found out it needs a new roof. Currently our loan is approved, we have a contract on the house, but we are waiting on the insurance adjuster to look at the roof. Cross your fingers.

*Aidan can stand! On his own! For seconds at a time! I can see that he'll be walking soon. I really hope we are in a house at that point.

*Yesterday I cleaned his room. Tax season had left it quite the mess of toys/clothes/blankets. It was bittersweet. I put away, into storage containers, all the receiving blankets and the 3-6 month clothes. Along with a lot of 6-9 months (the kid is LONG).

*HA! Storage containers. My one storage container of clothes was nearly full of 0-3 and newborn clothes, so while a few things fit into the container, most everything went into plastic bags. Many, many plastic bags of clothes, etc. line the top of the closet.

*I gave blood for the first time last week. It was. . . interesting. A post of it's own I suppose.

*Baby food. Aidan is pretty much a fruit only kid. He does not like vegetables. We had a victory yesterday when he ate "Vegetable Risotto with Cheese". But, I'm worried and can't figure out how to work in more veggies.

*Also, solid foods. He's 9 months. When do people typically start on these. He's on stage 2 baby food and he's had biter biscuits. But, when is it okay to move him to stage 3 foods? When is it time to try things like crackers? Another mom told me her baby has been eating solid food since Christmas (at which point she was 8 months old) but I just don't know if he's ready. And I don't want a choking situation on my hands, you know?

Friday, April 3, 2009

Currently:

Sitting at my desk repeating "Do NOT Start Crying" to myself.

Unsettling realization that I suck at my job has hit.