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I got up with the baby today to take her to the changing table. En route, I slipped on this piece of the vacuum cleaner my mother-in-law had left at the top of the steps and almost did this incredible pratfall. Almost.
Shit. The only rule of infant parenting, really, is this: do not drop the baby. She is very portable and it's easy to forget that you have a whole other human life in your hands.
Anyway, we got back home midday yesterday, finding a lot more snow here than on Long Island. Our new deck looks dangerously overpacked with snow. Despite these amazing six-foot-high snowplow drifts, it is not that difficult to get around. This winter has made us relatively blase about snow. I wonder if it will be the last one of the season.
Tomorrow is our big train trip to Washington. The plan is to take the bus to downtown and then hoof it to the train station or something -- the long-term parking at the station fills up by 7 AM. I am wondering if this will work out as planned. We are trying not to bring too much stuff, and babies have been traveling on trains for over a hundred years, right... but there are so many possible complications. I guess the thinking was better sooner than later, since supposedly they are impossible to take anywhere between about 6 months and 2 years (though as we all know that doesn't keep people from bringing them along).
I wouldn't have chanced it with her but for the fact that we have done pretty well at keeping her happy, so far, even though things were going better a month ago. At least I finally got the trick of clipping her nails, so that her face doesn't look like it was rubbed with a cheese grater anymore. It was really pretty bad there for a while.
It's an odd time of life. My diss. work is flagging because it's easier to finish off smaller things than to pick up something that's neverending and has no forseeable payoff. I chip away at it, a little here and a little there, but it's hard to be as diligent with it as I know I should be. I'm in a pretty listless mood overall, really. With so much snow piled up on the ground, and the fireplace roaring at home, why bother trying to go anywhere?
I got up with the baby today to take her to the changing table. En route, I slipped on this piece of the vacuum cleaner my mother-in-law had left at the top of the steps and almost did this incredible pratfall. Almost.
Shit. The only rule of infant parenting, really, is this: do not drop the baby. She is very portable and it's easy to forget that you have a whole other human life in your hands.
Anyway, we got back home midday yesterday, finding a lot more snow here than on Long Island. Our new deck looks dangerously overpacked with snow. Despite these amazing six-foot-high snowplow drifts, it is not that difficult to get around. This winter has made us relatively blase about snow. I wonder if it will be the last one of the season.
Tomorrow is our big train trip to Washington. The plan is to take the bus to downtown and then hoof it to the train station or something -- the long-term parking at the station fills up by 7 AM. I am wondering if this will work out as planned. We are trying not to bring too much stuff, and babies have been traveling on trains for over a hundred years, right... but there are so many possible complications. I guess the thinking was better sooner than later, since supposedly they are impossible to take anywhere between about 6 months and 2 years (though as we all know that doesn't keep people from bringing them along).
I wouldn't have chanced it with her but for the fact that we have done pretty well at keeping her happy, so far, even though things were going better a month ago. At least I finally got the trick of clipping her nails, so that her face doesn't look like it was rubbed with a cheese grater anymore. It was really pretty bad there for a while.
It's an odd time of life. My diss. work is flagging because it's easier to finish off smaller things than to pick up something that's neverending and has no forseeable payoff. I chip away at it, a little here and a little there, but it's hard to be as diligent with it as I know I should be. I'm in a pretty listless mood overall, really. With so much snow piled up on the ground, and the fireplace roaring at home, why bother trying to go anywhere?
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Date: 2003-02-20 07:44 am (UTC)i always pride myself that this is why she's so smart. she tells me she could have been smarter. heee.
glad you and baby are safe!
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Date: 2003-02-23 05:46 pm (UTC)Thanks!