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Wow, I must be really sleep deprived. I just noticed that I capitalized the last two entries. Hello, editorial style consistency? Have considered not blogging again the rest of the trip because I have truly sunk into vacation mode. But what then about posterity? Baby’s first trip. Must. Be. Recorded. Items brought with which have . . . → Read More: traveling with baby: kauai, days three and four Today, we shopped. Needed to stock up for the week in the condo. Food and gear. We started at Wal-Mart. Just like Brad and Angelina. Bought a really cute cheap bouncy seat that my parents are going to take back with them for when we visit. Mom and Dad were delighted to find some James . . . → Read More: Traveling with Baby: Kauai, Day Two We’d planned to pack days in advance, but in all our spare time, that didn’t happen. The day before the trip I did all of our laundry. All of it. Practically buried my mother’s helper in clean clothes. Just when she’d folded one mountain, another was ready for her attention. Small piles of garments by . . . → Read More: Traveling with Baby: Kauai, Day One The boy had three glorious days of those 1-1/2 hour naps. On day four, he decided to just take one 2-1/2 hour nap. On day five, he hardly napped at all. And so it goes. It hardly seemed worth mentioning that he was on another poop strike as well. Three or four days. I’d lost . . . → Read More: sleep wobbles in carrying its shoes in one hand Today is the day he giggled. He’s smiled. He’s even laughed. A kind of inhale exhale 2-beat chortle. But giggling? It happened this morning. On the changing table of course. I yelled for Scott. You have to hear this. Tickled the boy’s belly. There it was. And again. Like a water over pebbles in a . . . → Read More: the giggler The blog’s been awfully wordy lately. So I thought I’d stick in another picture. Took a whole bunch out by the flowering plum tree last week but the technological hoops I’ve got to go through to get them uploaded… It hasn’t happened yet. Almost makes a girl want to go back to using film. . . . → Read More: he’s so cute i can’t stand it He’s over 25 inches long, weighs just a hair shy of 12 pounds. That’s 65th percentile for height/length, and 10th percentile for poundage. But mom, before you call me all worried… he’s fine. Gaining weight at a normal rate and all that. Percentiles are not as important as progress in a forward direction. However, his . . . → Read More: long, lean, and lanky I had originally thought the WAHM thing was an advantage. Make my own hours, not be far from the babe. But as many readers pointed out, trying to get work done at home, with a baby, may precisely be the problem. For now, I’ve struck a deal with that one client where I won’t have . . . → Read More: making work, work |
 
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