a general update on the state of my life
Spice is growing up fast! She’s already cut four tiny little teeth
that she uses to pretend she’s a hamster while nibbling on carrots.
She’s also becoming extremely skilled in the Mother-Nipple Torture
technique; I can see now why so many moms give up nursing when those
little fangs come in. She’s walking with the help of a hand, though
there’s still a lot of drunken-sailor in her gait. But the most fun of
all is just how interactive she’s become, rather like a cross between
a Furby and Teddy Ruxpin. She’s learned how to clap fairly
efficiently, but waving to someone is still both hands wildly swinging
in partially synchronized circles. Toys go in and out of other toys
(like the rattle in the play tea kettle, or Mommy’s keys into the
bottom of the toy box), toys get banged on other toys, toys get
ignored like other toys… you get the idea. In fact, the latest
attention-grabbers I’ve been using to keep her occupied are the Great
Outdoors (”no, love, we don’t eat rocks – at least, not without soup”)
and various kitchen oddities (”surely a pastry blender is an
age-appropriate toy!”). As you can tell, I have it spoilt and easy,
and am still in the honeymoon phase of toddlerhood; I’ll get back to
ya in a couple of months!
I’ve also been sucked slowly back into work. Sure, it’s less than
part-time, and of course I’m not getting paid since it’s for the
start-up, but it’s work and it has me both feeling productive and
panicked. I’m loving the feeling that I’m part of something bigger
than laundry or emptying the dishwasher, but panicked because I’m sure
all my previous coding knowledge has either evaporated from my brain,
or has been steadily dribbling out my breastmilk, take your pick.
Which ever it is, it seems to not be in my head very much. The
spouse-unit argues this isn’t the case, but he hasn’t witnessed me
pouring dishwashing detergent into the washing machine. (Um, I hope
not.) Still, I’m working on small fry stuff, nothing major or
earth-shattering, like an iPhone app that’s going to save humanity
from evil blood-sucking aliens, or anything like that. Er. No, of
course not.
Add to this a lovely upcoming visit from the MIL, venturing across the
pond from Sweden, and my workaholic mother staying over the following
weekend, plus upcoming international trips that need to be planned
for, packed for, “stocked up on cat food for the feline monsters” for,
and more. So, yeah, it’s been busy, but with such lovely summer days
as these oddly gray ones we’ve been having here in L.A., who hasn’t
been?
