What to write this morning. I have a little bunkin at my feet refusing to nap and has somehow found my wallet and is systematically dismembering it. Which doesn't bother me too much. What am I going to do with a PADI certification and a Jewel card anyway? James has returned from his 3 week vacation in Shanghai so we will resume English lessons this afternoon. I was going to take this time to prepare something for class, but that was counting on Josie sleeping. Guess I can't count on that!
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Well, in the hopes of being at least somewhat productive, I've managed 2 projects in the past month or so. One is a baby blanket for our son, the other a set of necklaces for a friend's wedding party. Each were accomplished during nap times or at night or while I convinced Josie to watch my new favorite TV show during quieter afternoons.
(I've found the right color yarn since this picture and now the edges are all green and finished)
In the meantime though, our place seems to continue to collect stuff. Dave insists he lives with two professional mess makers - and I can see his point, but somehow it feels like I'm cleaning all day long. When I'm not changing diapers or making dinner or picking up toys or crumbs from the floor. Or teaching English. Or crashing on the couch from exhaustion. Or thinking of creative ways to store and use the stuff that another baby will bring. ANOTHER baby??? In little more than 2 months I will be a mother of 2 loud, willful, needy, messy, adorable children! Boy has my life ever taken a drastic change in the last 3 years! Once upon a time, there were summers I found myself in places like this. Once upon a time and long long ago, in a far off land.
And now, f4f,e4 r ,;1n g bvv, 14 month olds insist on helping me type or tiredly throw tantrums on the floor in their refusal to take a nap. I think it's about time to add a mid-morning walk to the routine in hopes of someone relaxing long enough to get some much needed shut-eye after refusing to do so at the regular nap time, and between 1:43 and 3:27 am. I better leave soon, she's now systematically taking all my socks and underwear out of my closet storage. She's a smart one. And I now have more stuff strewn over my floor than imaginable at the beginning of this post.
So much for productivity and organization.
1 comments:
Oh, I totally hear you. I'm afraid it's a losing battle here to keep the house tidy now with two making messes now. (three, including me). At least the baby won't be mobile for a good while. :)
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