Tooth number 7 made its appearance yesterday.
No I didn’t get much sleep the night before because she was frequenting the 24 hour all-you-care-to-drink open bar.
No, I didn’t get any work done this long weekend, but thanks for asking
It was a wonderful weekend with the kiddo all to myself while hubby went galavanting in Vegas for the stag party of a good friend of ours.
We did circle craft twice and had lots of fun. Also discovered she is able to CLIMB things. Holy crap. I turned away for a second and suddenly she was sitting IN the stroller in the hallway. LOL!!! I caught it on video the second time she did it – it took her all of 5 seconds.
She is also practicing her voiced bilabial stops – /be/ and /ba/ for all the b words – bird, bear, baby, sometimes pointing too. Pointing everything, actually, and very specifically. Clapping. Smiling. Laughing. Pushing boundaries. Waving bye bye.
Putting/throwing things away (this is my FAVOURITE THING EVER) – she is now at the stage where she can put things away in their bins and throw things away. I give her her dirty diaper all wrapped up and open the garbage can and she drops it it and waves bye bye to it. It’s the cutest thing (AND SO PRODUCTIVE she’s finally doing something useful). She is extending this to putting things away – her books on the shelf, toys back into the bin… basically anything I ask her to “PUT AWAY”. Did i mention this is the best thing ever? Oh yeah. Best thing ever.
It was mostly wonderful.
The only horrible horrible thing (besides the sleep thing, but that’s a work in progress) is that all weekend, I was thinking about the work I had to get done and how undone it was, and how much more undone it was becoming every second I was not doing it. That really sucked. The weight of the work being more than the work, and really undoing the wonder and wonderfulness of every present moment as it passed, despite my best mindfulness efforts.
What a terrible way to live. I decided right then and there that next semester I am going to say no. No TA work. cutting back my RA contract. I want to be able to have time to enjoy things when I want to and need to enjoy them. I want to not be thinking about work all the time. I want to have the flexibility to get sick or not get sleep if that’s what happens, and have it not result in catastrophic (first world problems…global warming ack) consequences.
I want to not have a panic attack every time I think about work, basically.
I need to be able to rest.