A Quiet Little Day...
That's today...Friday, November 5, 2004. My son is babbling to himself in his bedroom next door in protest of nappy time. He hasn't really started talking yet, and what he does say sounds a little like he's speaking French, "Ba ba, we?" Yes, Thomas, I think so.
It's quiet today, it's sunny, it's raining, it's windy, and it's cold. November. November is a month that can't quite make up its mind what season it wants to be. We've had a little taste of everything in this day.
I have cleaning to do. There are multiple coffee rings on the computer desk. The room that will someday be a new baby's room is full of clothes that are now too small for me and boxes of books. I've cleaned it out before, but it just keeps getting filled back up with more junk. A testament to how this baby making stuff is going.
The books used to be my most important possession. In fact, they used to be my only possession outside of the mattress on the floor that was my bed, and a high-milage red Toyota Corolla that I totalled on my way to one of my crappy jobs in 1998. That was back when my husband and I were only dating and he was still in his rock and roll band. Now he plays exclusively for his two biggest fans, the baby and me. We don't watch TV, so entertainment has gotten more creative. We decided when we moved into this house that we didn't want to call the cable man.
Up to a few months ago my husband worked like a dog. He worked 6 days a week for over 12 hours a day and we rarely had the chance to spend time together as a family. It was tough and exhausting for everyone. For him because he felt the huge burden of being the sole provider for our family, and for me because I was the sole provider of love and parenting to our son. Now he works in a job where he's paid a little less, but he always gets the weekend off. Oh, what a difference a day makes. Our time together is so precious, we weren't, and still are not, willing to give any of it up to really bad television programming. It's so easy at the end of the day to flick on the TV and get lost in a world that is totally disconnected from reality. A little too easy. So we flicked it off for good. Thomas, however, has an extensive library of educational and entertaining videos.
Now that the weekend is here I probably won't be a-bloggin' until Monday, unless there's a lull in the family activity. Like TV, the computer has to be used in moderation. That room might never get cleaned out again, and those coffee rings might become permanent residents of the computer room if I don't learn when to say when. "Uh-OH, WOW!" I hear Thomas say from his room next door.
posted by ErinMary @ 3:00 PM
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1 Comments:
Hello!
You posted at my blog (Three shades of blue) and I had to come reply to you.
First, thank you for visiting my blog!
I'm sorry about your loss. Its never fair.
I hope and pray that you get your dream answered for a second child, and soon!
I'm going to keep checking out your blog looking for updates from you. Do you mind if I put you on my blog roll list?
It appears we may have a lot in common!
Have a wonderful weekend!
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