April 30, 2009

I know it’s Thursday, not Monday…baby got a cold and mama got the flu, hence no spare moment for blogging.

Plus, we’ve been pretty busy around here with new developments.

I was at the computer the other day while E was content on his floor gym—until I heard him making some weird grunting noises. I walked over and, sure enough, he was body surfing. Rolled over while no one was watching.


I was really excited. Like, really really excited. Maybe this means I’m truly a mom now, to get thrilled over a little person flipping himself over.

So, after he’s had enough and starts whimpering, I flip him on his back. I go back to work. I go to the kitchen for a snack. I hear grunts again.


As my grandma reminded me via text, he is now on to CAPTURE THE WORLD. Two days later: the little bugger started scootin’ around on his own two feet!



April 20, 2009

I read a Postsecret yesterday that said its sender thinks in Facebook status. I realized today that I often think in question format. Maybe that’s why I like using Yahoo Answers, even though most of the time the answers aren’t actually that much of a help.

I realized today that it’s New Blog Post Monday, and couldn’t think of anything particularly bloggable, so I figured I’d just write down a bunch of the questions that flashed today. It’s an interesting (to me at least) experiment. The brain’s a veritable lightning storm…

Why did it drop ten degrees from this morning to this afternoon? Why does it take so long to get ready for the day? Why is the detergent bottle leaking on the basement floor? Why do I have so many hang-dry-only clothes? Why is their a gigantic charter bus in the Epic parking lot? Why am I hungry an hour after a healthy lunch? How did I not notice that Everett pooped up his back? Who owns Visa and Mastercard and how filthy rich are they? How many times have I typed my credit card number online and how vulnerable is it? What are Everett’s bad dreams about? How would I react if my iMac crashed? How can I do more? How does the shit room get filled with shit so quickly after cleaning it?* Who are those blog visitors from Europe and Canada? Where will I travel to next? What is the difference between rich black and pure black? How transparent should I make that text? How is Marshall’s brokerage class going? Why is Facebook so addicting? When can I get to the bank to deposit those checks? Where can I find a better bathtub for E? Where can I find socks that won’t dig into E’s cankles? How much does he weigh now, anyway?

*this is in reference to our second bedroom/den/guestroom/future room for E, not the loo.


April 14, 2009

We’re in the process of buying the condo (Bluebird) we’ve been renting from my mom and dad. We had found some houses in our price range, but they’re too fixer-uppery for my taste and our budget. We are familiar with the idiosyncrasies of this home we’re living in, and we know we can afford the various face lifts that were originally dreamed up by my parents that we’d like to adopt (they’re really good at stuff like that. I think I need to look at decorating magazines more or something)—changes/renovations that are freakin’ AWESOME.

Like this one:



When we moved in, the floor of half the place had been ripped up and replaced with beautiful laminate. Marshall helped my dad with the rest of the installation and got my cousin to help with our bedroom.

Another feature I love is the rock wall:




I think our retro double oven is pretty cool:


And I’m curious about this discreet mezuzah on the back door frame:


E’s kidneys

April 6, 2009

I’ve been meaning to post the good news about Everett’s slight health concern. He’s had dilated kidneys since gestation, and another ultrasound at 2-weeks-old confirmed they were still swollen, one more than the other.


This isn’t Everett’s kidney, but his looked a lot like it, except that the black part in the middle was bigger (dilated).

It’s a pretty common issue for newborns, but still had his mama all worried. What we didn’t want was urinary reflux or ureter blockage, things that could cause scarring. A few weeks ago, we had another ultrasound that confirmed that one kidney was less swollen, and an X-ray (involving two catheterizations, since E peed the first one out because he was pretty mad) that confirmed there was no urinary reflux. Since that’s ruled out, the urologist said it could just be a case where the ureter is still hollowing out (they think the tube hollows from the middle out, so there could still be tissue cells where the kidney meets the ureter), and the issue should resolve itself within a year. We’ll go back for another ultrasound in 3 months, and then every year after that, just to keep an eye on the little lima beans.

I’m reassured, and thankful.


Just for kicks—our first walk in the stroller on a random sunny day in February.
E could still fit into his newborn bunting then!


Everett went to bed at his usual time last night, 10:30.
It’s 9:45 AM right now, and he’s still happily sleeping. I had to wake him up at 6:30 to feed him, which he obediently (and sleepily) did.
I REALLY feel like that Sharon Olds poem now—this is a great opportunity to get a jumpstart on my day, but I’ve been wandering around our house, not sure what to do, where to start.

Hmm, I think I hear a few grunts from the bedroom. Has Sleeping Beauty awoken?