Books, babies, and bonding

Now that we are healthy again, things are back to normal. Sort of. Back to work, back to play, and a clingy baby – I think he was more traumatized by the separation than I thought he was. He is getting better, so we’ll see how the next few days go.

I have an idea for a book floating around in my head, but just the thought of it scares me. I have never read anything like it before. I don’t know if anyone would even want to read it. Don’t ask what it is, because right now, I don’t want to discuss the thought – it’s too fresh and new. I’m still processing. I’m trying to decide if it’s something I want to put down on paper, or if I just want it to continue floating through my consciousness. This is when I wish I had a recorder so I could “write” on my drive in to work.

I’ve been reading a ton lately. Just finished The Witness by Nora Roberts, one of my all-time favorite authors. I really enjoyed it, but thought it was a bit predictable. That’s never a good thing. Currently reading Crossed by Ally Condie – it’s the second in the Matched trilogy. Breezed through the first, and loving the second. They’re similar to The Hunger Games, in a way… not really in an apples to apples way. More like an apples to potatoes way. Subtle, but that’s about it. I would compare it more to The Giver by Lois Lowry than The Hunger Games.

I have also been reading children’s books a LOT. One thing I know for sure is that we need a different bookshelf. Half of little man’s books don’t stand up on his shelf. The other thing I know for sure is that I need to get more books. There are so many that I love that we don’t have yet. I have been reading to little man every night before bed, and I cherish the time. He won’t be little for long. I keep remembering that. When I’m frustrated because it’s taking him an hour to fall asleep, and I have been rocking him the whole time, I remember that he won’t be little and willing to snuggle forever. And we continue to rock and snuggle.

But I digress.

I am going to start slowly building up his book collection. We get book orders every month from daycare, but a lot of the books are nothing like I’m looking for. Or they’re princess books. Or Miley Cyrus. Both are equally bad for my little man. Or, well, less than ideal.

What is your favorite children’s book? What is your favorite adult book? Young adult/teen book? And why? I’m curious; I need to stretch my books-to-read queue.

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Being sick sucks.

This week has been really, really weird so far. Monday I left work early because I wasn’t feeling well, and I’m glad I did. After hubby picked up little man from daycare, he came home and ended up in the same boat I was – we likely have norovirus. No definite diagnosis, but it’s pretty much the only thing that fits the bill. Hubby and I are both quite sick.

Luckily it’s school vacation week, so I called my parents and sisters to see if they would watch little man for a couple days. Of course we didn’t even think of norovirus until later, so a couple days has turned into almost a full week.

And boy, do I miss him. I miss his hugs, snuggling before sleep, giving him a bottle at the crack of dawn. His smiles and laughs, his frustration because he can’t crawl to where he wants to. I just want to kiss his soft cheeks, and breathe in his sweet baby smell.

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That is from bathtime last night. He found his tongue sometime in the past couple weeks!! and he LOVES his basketball. Sigh.

Soon I’ll get to snuggle him back up. Saturday morning, first thing, I’m going to go and snuggle him up. I know this is for the best, but it’s a hell of a lot harder than I thought it would be.

I’m just lucky that we have the loving, helpful, caring, awesome families that we have.

What is the longest you’ve ever been away from your kids?

Another day…

Another few days have passed without a post, for which I apologize. I do have 7 or 8 posts started, and I will finish them. When, I don’t know; but hopefully soon. Some are comments on the news, others are topics I want to broach. But since the laptop died last week, I find it harder to update – when I get up to the bedroom, where the desktop is, I just want to sleep.

We’ll see how long it takes to get through these thoughts.

What gets in the way of you doing the things you want to do?

No syrup? No jelly? Pass the pesto…

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I’m not usually all too creative when I cook.

I got the urge to make breakfast for hubby and me this morning though, but when I went to find syrup for pancakes, zilch.

Redo for tomorrow, I told him. Oh, and I’d try waffles instead. We got a waffle maker roughly 3 years ago – and I’ve never used it.

Putting the baking mix into one of those fabulous OXO containers (if you don’t have any, get some. Seriously. They’re worth the price), I realized I had about one cup too much to fit. About a half of what the recipe called for for waffles.

Mixed it all up and thought, let’s put some jelly in the batter, moisten them up a bit. No jelly.

But I see pesto.

Savory waffles. It works with crepes, why wouldn’t it work with waffles??

Let me tell you, it does.

For a half-recipe, less than a teaspoon mixed into the batter – maybe a little more next time? Sprinkled some shredded mozzarella on top, added a dollop of pesto (I do love the stuff). Yum.

I think I’ll be creative more often.

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Go baby!!

you should vote.

Little man is right on the first page. If you go here, click on the vote history tab and register or log in. Scroll down a little bit – he is number 0011.

You can also vote by text. Send a text to 68255 with ONLY the following information in the text: Qbaby 0011

Anything more than that is an invalid vote, and it will not be counted.

There is no limit to the number of times you can vote. Voting is OPEN. All rules are on the WJBQ link above.

Go Little man!!

letters

i love writing letters.

So said Abby – you should read her blog; it’s witty, whimsical, and just plain fun. abby makes a few good points that i will reiterate – the length of the letter is not the best part – it’s how it makes the recipient feel – hopefully, he or she feels loved. and creating paper or cards is immensely fun. the creativity of it really personalizes the entire project, which helps to (again) show the recipient how much he or she is cared for.

i have a few pen pals scattered around the globe. I admit, i’m currently an absolutely horrible pen pal, as i haven’t written since before little man was born. i admit, i’ve been incredibly busy – moved, birthed a baby, bought a house, moved again, and have been raising an incredibly busy little boy while working full time and running a house. no, i haven’t been busy at all. trust me, i’m not complaining – i love my life. i love the busyness, the constant go go go that we have. however, i do love some down-time as well. we’re going to have some this weekend for the first time in a while. i think the extent of our plans are to bring little man to the park, where we are going to spend some time saturday swinging. i’m really looking forward to it. i’ll bring my camera, document it. i have to get better at documenting with my camera, and not just with my cell phone – the pictures are nowhere near as good on my phone as they are on my camera.

but i digress.

(i’ve always wanted to say that.)

i think i have pretty amazing, understanding pen pals – once i can find the letters they sent (they were received, packed, then unpacked – i think i know where they are), i am going to respond, apologize profusely, and hopefully not lose a friend that way. time to make time.

Another new beginning

So i don’t know how many people will read this, but I finally have linked to my facebook page. Yay! I guess it’s a good way to get the word out there? Fine by me.

My desires for this blog are simple: they are, in fact, my thoughts. I will be honest and forthcoming, but will definitely not be too forward with things. This is my life. It’s me, in a nutshell, and there are things I’m not comfortable sharing with the entire world, but that’s me. We’ll see what comes of this.

My goal: post daily. My reality: a few times a week. I’m hoping I’ll post at LEAST once a week.

Maybe someone will read this. Maybe someone will respond. Maybe?

Making time

Been dealing with some interesting prospects as far as writing thoughts go. I haven’t really written anything in a while, but really want to carve out some time in the near future to get words on paper. Perhaps this weekend I’ll do some writing.
It’s hard to find time lately with little man becoming mobile and needing attention, but I will make time. Naps. After he goes to bed. These thoughts won’t get themselves on paper.

On Jennifer Margulis’s post — Sticking my neck out

Jennifer Margulis — Sticking my neck out.

Read the above article yesterday, and my heart just split in two. I can’t believe that people would be so ignorant. When little man was born, and with all of my prenatal care, I only saw midwives. It was a conscious decision – I didn’t want to be over-attended to – and if I were put in the situation again, I would definitely make the same decision. Midwives truly made the whole experience so much more relaxed and peaceful. Hopefully Ireena Keeslar is able to avoid charges, and perhaps even do what she loves – be a midwife. Help people. Bring babies into this crazy world. I’ll hopefully be following up once new information is released.