Generalised Notes

[kiya]

suzimoses presented me with a baby alphabet book gift from the pod. I am unspeakably delighted by "X is for xenops". (I think "D" may be for "dinosaur", but the associated cloth animal is unspeakably blodgy. I think perhaps "donkey" would have been a wiser editorial choice.)

KJ has achieved a point of muscle control and neurological development where her top half moves more or less like C-3PO. Still not to the point of reaching for or holding objects, though.

The breast pump intimidates me with all of its glistening clear plastic bits. Need to parse it out to get supply that is not-immediately-me available, also latest round of cluster feeding has left me ... unpleasantly swollen.

Did some work yesterday on the Traveller's Guide project. Which appeared to amuse the current population of the household a lot, as it involved referencing back and forth among a small pile of books, with occasional divergences into Google. (My favorite Google search was the 'try to find original reference for line on this page of this book', search, sole hit ... the Google books entry for that page of the book. Augh. Sorted it out eventually.) For generalised amusement, the section that I was working on is currently entitled "Sidebar: Your Body, Your Selves".

Feeling intensely grateful for the existence of my father as my father. And exhausted unto inarticulacy by dwamas.

Comments

[tiger-spot.livejournal.com]

I am unspeakably delighted by "X is for xenops".

Hee. Glad you like it!

[mapache]

I didn't get that that thing was a dinosaur until you explained it. And I'm still miffed about unicorns being imaginary.

[chinders.livejournal.com]

He was very upset by this, and argued that if they busted out 'xenops', they ought to at least have the decency for 'umbrella bird'.

[elf]

I never did get competent at the breast pump thing. I had one. Had a couple, actually, one battery opp & one manual (the manual worked better), and when K was in the hospital, I got to use an electric one.

I found it more effective to hold the funnel, hooked up to the bottle (or weird little plastic baggie that assured me it was a bottle) next to my breast & manually express. The pump was too gentle to get much, most of the time, and slow.