The Second Day of the Rest of Our Lives

Dan's last day of work was Friday, Saturday shaped up pretty well, with both of us getting some exercise and me finfishing a project that needs to be done before we go out West. Today is Sunday, I didn't feel like exercising. So much for our terrific start.

Naomi is FINALLY starting to show some interest in walking. She is also in a major intellectual growth spurt, all of a sudden understanding all sorts of things that formerly went over her head. And true to what we had suspected, she has a wicked temper and holds a grudge. Piss her off first thing in the morning and she holds on to it until noonish. Thanksfully she's kind of a tough kid, so lots of things roll off her back, not like Mim who screams at the slightest provocation.

I am really starting to loath breastfeeding. The metaphor of the kids sucking the life out of me is just too real. And Mim is starting to whine about it constantly pushing me to nurse her, in spite of our agreement that it's for before bed only. If Naomi could only learn how to drink, I'd be able to stop no problem but she consumes so little cow milk that I think I'd be jeopardizing her nutrition if I weaned her now. No that the little porker is wasting away, but I do think she's getting some pretty high quality nutrients from me.

Leah sent me an interesting link to a website that posts anonymous secrets. She asked me if I had one. I don't really have any at this point in my life, partially because I don't really give a damn what other people think and I share my thoughts pretty freely with others, whether they like it or not.

Bad news from California this weekend. Ma is done for. The family is being called. I hope we get there in time to actually spend some time with her. I hate that my kids won't know their grandparents. My last Grandparent died when I was 38 - the way things are going, Naomi will be lucky to have one at 5. I think that is one shortcoming of having kids later in life that is often overlooked. I'm a little teary over the prospect of losing Ma in the next few weeks. Keeping busy and not thinking about it helps.