Oh, hi everyone!
Seriously, I don't think Waxor's life is in danger from me. After
all, it isn't really his fault that he sleeps between 7 and 10 hours
every night and I sleep between 3 and 6. At least, I keep telling
myself it isn't his fault. And he shouldn't have to get up whenever
I'm up, and stay awake because I'm awake, to prove his love and
devotion, should he?
Of course, if this is his last day of work maybe I'll suggest that he
do it anyway.
Oh, wait, you'll want to know more about that last statement...
Waxor's company is now officially out of money. As of today. Right
now. This very moment. He ain't getting paid for anymore work, unless
someone comes through with funding to keep skyward going for another
few months. Exciting, yes? So, they're supposed to know "by the end
of the day." It's 4 right now. Sigh. So maybe he has no more job,
anyone want to hire a great J2ME programmer?
(I was talking to Momma the other day, and she mentioned the huge
amount of change we gone through over the past year. We moved from
our apartment in CA to a house, then I got pregnant, then Waxor lost
his job, then we packed up and moved to ME in two weeks, then we did a
job search on this coast and a house search, then we moved here and
Waxor started working for Skyward, then we had a baby, and now we may
be doing ANOTHER job/apartment search. This is really exhausting,
y'know?)
Other than the lack of money Skyward is going well. Kinda funny,
right? Waxor's been working on one problem all week long, which has
been frustrating for him, but last night I was talking to Todd, one of
his co-workers, and Todd told me he has been a champion on all this,
which I thought was nice. They like him a lot, and think he's really
smart, and nice, and cute, and just the funniest guy, in fact, they
really want to go steady with him...
Wait, what?
Sorry, my sense of humor is even stranger now that I never sleep.
Let's see, I'm going to go into great detail about Elliot in a minute
(when do I not, right?) so first what is up with me... I dunno. I
can't remember things any more. I made a Peanut Butter and Jelly cake
yesterday (a grape jelly cake with PB icing) and sent it to Waxor's
office (I use them as culinary guinea pigs). We'll see how that turns
out. I've hurt my left wrist pretty badly. If Waxor has lost his job
I'll probably go to the doctor sometime next week, before our
insurance runs out. If he hasn't I may wait and see if it gets better
on it's own, although I would say that so far it's been getting worse.
I think I overstretched a tendon or something, sleeping curled up in
a ball. I also have a giant bruise on the back of my leg, that I saw
for the first time today and had NO IDEA where it came from. Freaky,
right? It's huge, and it looks like I really must have down a number
on myself in order to get a bruise like that, but... no recollection
whatsoever.
Oh, oh, oh, I also got a fluidity bar and dvd's off ebay. I'll let
everyone know how they work out once they get here, but I'm pretty
excited about it. I don't get any sleep, but I started eating the way
medical professionals said I should (lots of protein and stuff) and I
feel a lot better (although still tired) so I'm going to try
exercising, too. Maybe the doctor's aren't totally wacko...
Elliot is huge, as Waxor says. I mean, he's still a very tiny little
man, but he is a GIANT baby-that-was-just-born-two-
weighed 14.8 lbs for about two weeks (I was a little worried cause he
wasn't gaining weight for so long) and then in the past week he's shot
up a whole pound. Definite growth spurt, he's been eating about every
hour. We also thought he might be teething (I'm still not convinced
he's not) but no pearly whites as of yet, so the jury is still out.
He's outgrown his tiny little infant tub and most of his clothes, so
we're going to deal with that this weekend. I found this great tub
that you're supposed to be able to use until about 24 months, and I' m
hoping to find a thrift store somewhere nearby where I can get cheap
baby clothes. He's wearing 6 month sized stuff, and the cheaper stuff
(which shrinks more) is starting to get a little tight. Of course, he
loves being naked, but it's still a little cold to just abandon
clothes even if that means doing more shopping.
His feet are enormous, as are his ears. I took some great pictures on
Waxor's phone this morning, if he can send them to me before I finish
this email then I'll attach a few. He really is the cutest little
guy. I am impressed with myself every time I look at him. Vanity, thy
name is mother with an adorable baby.
So, having read the sleep book and made a sleep plan for him I am
preparing to implement it. I was putting it off cause I wasn't sure
if he was teething, but at this point I think I just need to forge on
ahead. So, tonight I'm doing a log (so that in 10 days, when I do
another log, I can note progress) and then Sunday night we're starting
(we're skipping Saturday because we're going to be going to
Northampton for game night at our friend's house). Everyone wish me
luck. I will probably get a lot sleepier for a bit before it gets
better.
I was trying to get Elliot to go to sleep earlier (he spent 2 weeks
going down for naps without a hitch, and then not wanting to go to
sleep at night. The past 2 days he's gone to sleep like a dream at
night, but he never wants to nap. Sigh.) and I had a moment of mental
clarity. I've got three sleep books. One is totally realistic, but
the other two told me, basically, that if I had done what I was
supposed to do, and had left Elliot to go to sleep on his own as soon
as he was born, he would now be sleeping through the night and going
down for naps easily and going to bed easily. My moment of mental
clarity is this: I don't believe them. I just don't. I completely
believed that, since they were experts and all, they must be telling
the truth, but, bouncing Elliot on his tummy (because he somehow finds
this restful,) I suddenly realize that I think those experts are full
of it. It might be EASIER, sure, but I think I would still have a
little man who was okay with naps one week and didn't want them the
next. Because, frankly, to expect consistency out of any baby of mine
(not to MENTION Waxor's) is beyond ridiculous.
(I'm typing this while he's down for a nap, and I just dashed up
stairs to try to extend his nap until at least 5. So, side note, he's
really adorable when he sleeps.)
(As soon as I typed that he woke up, and I had to go upstairs, now
it's 6:50 at night.)
LATE BREAKING NEWS: Skyward Mobile now has money to operate through
May. If their deal with Navtech goes through they'll have money for
six more months. But... yeah. Guess we're on hold for another month.
:)
So, I was gonna finish this email with an in depth discussion of the
Teletubbies, but Waxor has gotten home and I need to talk to him about
life. Teletubbies will have to wait til next time. I bet you're all
thrilled. :)
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