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Because I haven't been terribly chatty or anything, but whatever.
I need to take a sick day. Unfortunately, "mama" is a job that doesn't appear to come with much option for days off. (I made it through yesterday partly on the strength of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
artan_eter taking KJ for an hour and a half in the morning so I could get some more rest, as previous to that I was a shaking "I don't know how I can do this" wreck.) Headache for most of the last three days or so, sometimes chills, eyes watering, I swear I bruised my tear duct, I feel like my lower back pain is related to this somehow, unspeakable gastrointestinal stuff (of which I shall do the kindness of not speaking). So, y'know, bleah.
KJ continues to work on developing all kinds of interesting skills, focusing at the moment on "parent manipulation through selective hissyfit" and "avoiding sleeptime". She is also working on words; today included her handing me a DVD of the Muppet Show with the request "Meep plz" and also a request for a "tship" when I had a bowl of deep-fried potato products. She is a little stir-crazy here from the winter, and retains a profound dubiousness about the utility of snow. She is, however, over the worst of her separation anxiety, which means I can drop her off at the daycare at church and go to the service without feeling horribly guilty. She also spent parts of today with a clean set of cloth diaper wipes, holding them to my nose and then snorting. ("Blow your nose, mama!") I managed to stop this for short periods by piling the cloths on my head.
Despite the above, I had a pretty productive day today, working on sketching out a bit more of the onion-hoer's book project (and writing a couple of sections, though these are probably things to be expanded rather than things that are done). I also cleaned the stove and achieved other mighty housewifely things.
I am feeling more than moderately curmudgeonly. Lots of things are going well; lots of other things are going stressfully in ways that are hard to talk about. We are still frustrated on the real estate front; my religious stuff is either fantastic or terrible (and actually really kind of both); as of this moment I do not currently sound like Vader.
I had someone read my new!Trek fanfic today, and in honor of that and my general state of mind I will use my Spock icon.
I need to take a sick day. Unfortunately, "mama" is a job that doesn't appear to come with much option for days off. (I made it through yesterday partly on the strength of
artan_eter taking KJ for an hour and a half in the morning so I could get some more rest, as previous to that I was a shaking "I don't know how I can do this" wreck.) Headache for most of the last three days or so, sometimes chills, eyes watering, I swear I bruised my tear duct, I feel like my lower back pain is related to this somehow, unspeakable gastrointestinal stuff (of which I shall do the kindness of not speaking). So, y'know, bleah.KJ continues to work on developing all kinds of interesting skills, focusing at the moment on "parent manipulation through selective hissyfit" and "avoiding sleeptime". She is also working on words; today included her handing me a DVD of the Muppet Show with the request "Meep plz" and also a request for a "tship" when I had a bowl of deep-fried potato products. She is a little stir-crazy here from the winter, and retains a profound dubiousness about the utility of snow. She is, however, over the worst of her separation anxiety, which means I can drop her off at the daycare at church and go to the service without feeling horribly guilty. She also spent parts of today with a clean set of cloth diaper wipes, holding them to my nose and then snorting. ("Blow your nose, mama!") I managed to stop this for short periods by piling the cloths on my head.
Despite the above, I had a pretty productive day today, working on sketching out a bit more of the onion-hoer's book project (and writing a couple of sections, though these are probably things to be expanded rather than things that are done). I also cleaned the stove and achieved other mighty housewifely things.
I am feeling more than moderately curmudgeonly. Lots of things are going well; lots of other things are going stressfully in ways that are hard to talk about. We are still frustrated on the real estate front; my religious stuff is either fantastic or terrible (and actually really kind of both); as of this moment I do not currently sound like Vader.
I had someone read my new!Trek fanfic today, and in honor of that and my general state of mind I will use my Spock icon.
