The other day I received a notice via listserv for an upcoming lecture at the astronomical society on particle physics and the Higgs Boson. I'm a huge fan of particle physics, because it's insane, and nobody really understands any of it. Any physicist who tells you they do is lying, or too stupid to understand how small and lost we are in the universe.
Anyways, I really wanted to go see the lecture, but I'm still breastfeeding my 5 month old. Which brings up my question of the month. Can you bring a baby to a particle physics lecture? I didn't, I simply wasn't the brave pioneer I wanted to be, knowing I'm one of the minority being there even without the baby. Female and under 50. I wish now, that I had gone, and maybe next time I will.
I was thinking this morning about the crazy that is everyday life with these two girls. I love the little things they do that nobody else might notice. My toddler insists on having the stem pulled off of the apple before she will eat it.
I thought I had won the naked battle this morning. She's been naked for two days. So, I started turning the house down one degree at a time until she was cold enough to redress. No fuss, no screaming, no peeing on the floor. I got cocky and turned the house back up. Now she's naked on the couch again. Does that mean I lose? Or are we 1-1?
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Bringing back more happiness
I feel like 2012 was a rough year on my family. Parents, Siblings, in-laws, their in-laws. Family stress, lots of expenses, death, two stressful pregnancies and births. My dearest youngest daughter and her scares (yes, plural) during deliver, and injury recovery afterward. Those were some awful sentences there, just a thought.
But 2013 looks promising.
A year of less expenses, I mean we've practically replaced the whole house and half the appliances in the last 3 years. Since getting married it was a big garage out back, paying off my car, a new roof, new siding, new garage door on the attached garage, a new washer and dryer, and an addition. Wow. That noise? That was the bank accounts crying out in terror.
A year of less sorrow. There were 4 big deaths in the family in recent years, and that's never an easy thing to heal from. I see happy, healthy people in the family. I hope it stays that way. I hope we all have many happy years left to drive each other insane.
A year of getting more done. Being pregnant for most of last year was rough. It was harder than the first time, and scarier. My youngest was definitely a stressful experience. But it's a new year, she's growing like crazy, and dealing with two little ones isn't as bad as I expected. I'm getting more done. I will get more done. I'm going to try and write more. I'm already running again, although slowly for now. I hope to teach my eldest more things, to read and use the potty and grow things in the garden. I plan to teach my youngest to sit, and eat solids, and use a bottle someday, and walk.
We're also all very excited to hear of my brother's engagement. I feel like he's had a lot of down in his life, and I'm hoping for many happy years of up. Since he's off being busy and important, we don't get to see him much. I just want to know he's safe and happy. We're are all already planning and saving up for the wedding coming spring/summer 2014. It means I have to fly. On a plane.
Looks like 2013 will be a year of overcoming phobias.
But 2013 looks promising.
A year of less expenses, I mean we've practically replaced the whole house and half the appliances in the last 3 years. Since getting married it was a big garage out back, paying off my car, a new roof, new siding, new garage door on the attached garage, a new washer and dryer, and an addition. Wow. That noise? That was the bank accounts crying out in terror.
A year of less sorrow. There were 4 big deaths in the family in recent years, and that's never an easy thing to heal from. I see happy, healthy people in the family. I hope it stays that way. I hope we all have many happy years left to drive each other insane.
A year of getting more done. Being pregnant for most of last year was rough. It was harder than the first time, and scarier. My youngest was definitely a stressful experience. But it's a new year, she's growing like crazy, and dealing with two little ones isn't as bad as I expected. I'm getting more done. I will get more done. I'm going to try and write more. I'm already running again, although slowly for now. I hope to teach my eldest more things, to read and use the potty and grow things in the garden. I plan to teach my youngest to sit, and eat solids, and use a bottle someday, and walk.
We're also all very excited to hear of my brother's engagement. I feel like he's had a lot of down in his life, and I'm hoping for many happy years of up. Since he's off being busy and important, we don't get to see him much. I just want to know he's safe and happy. We're are all already planning and saving up for the wedding coming spring/summer 2014. It means I have to fly. On a plane.
Looks like 2013 will be a year of overcoming phobias.
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