Monday, November 11, 2013

The Tenant


We have some exciting news at our house. My sister, Cassie, has officially moved in with us for the next few months. She decided to leave the mountains of Montana for the big city once again, and we've offered her space to make the transition. It's been one week, and so far, I love it (she might read this post so I have to say that). I kid. It's awesome. There's just something about having my very own blood relative nearby that makes me feel like myself.

Also. She has some great clothes. In fact, I'm wearing her sweater right now. 

Saturday, November 09, 2013

I'm Here


It's true. I have been neglecting the blog. Not sure why except that I think writing begets writing, and I just haven't been doing much of it since finishing the dissertation. That, and life plugs along keeping me busy and tired.

I'm officially 34 weeks pregnant, and I've been feeling the aches and pains of that milestone lately. Nothing serious. Just the added 25 pounds on my ligaments and joints along with nightly indigestion, congestion, and (from what I'm told) earth-quaking snoring (for which Dave purchased a 40-pack of industrial earplugs and about which I have decided to not be offended).

Sam seems to be okay with the idea of a baby coming along. He likes to put his own baby doll in his shirt during nap time and cares for her like a sweet big brother throughout the day. We still haven't decided on a name for the real baby who will arrive soon, so Sam calls her Our Baby, which is super cute.

He's also processing the upcoming changes and protesting them in ways that are challenging. Like, for example, refusing to nap despite being extremely overtired and irritable during the late afternoon and evening hours. We never thought he'd be into tantrums given his sweet disposition, but, boy, were we wrong. They've been in full swing here. It's quite a sight to behold. I'm sure I'll be writing more about that whole phenomenon soon enough.

I admit. I'm beat now. I don't have a great way to end this post, so I'll just cut it short. It feels good to write, though. I'll give it a go again tomorrow.