Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Breaking our hearts

Tallulah to Scott: Daddy, you're joking me! You don't live here, you live at work!

Tallulah to me: So only boys work, right Mommy?

These encapsulate my current problems in a heartbreaking nutshell*. Scott got a new job and is going to have a long period of overlap between the old and new jobs. Which means longer hours away from home. Meanwhile I'm going nutsy from lack of adult interaction and personal creative time (plus lack of sleep.) Also I'm not sure what I want to do next, professionally. As a result my brain feels like it's all fragmented. I'm having a hard time pulling it together. I fear this will only get worse once Scott starts having to get to work (in a SUIT!) by 9am instead of his usual 10/10:30. I might have to put Nate in day care just to preserve my sanity. What's left of it, anyway.

So our house is full of changes and worries. It's been difficult.

The End! No moral.

* The Heartbreaking Nutshells = my new band

Saturday, February 23, 2008


From this list of humorous educational graphics on the right way to look after baby comes the following all-too-familiar image. It's easy to keep your infant from gnawing on a shoe, but once that baby is crawling about? And you maybe have a preschooler who is interested in monopolizing your attention? Well, some shoes are going to be chewed, is all I'm saying.

PS - a more lengthy/comprehensive post is TK. I know I owe you, people.