I've been working at my new job now for almost two months. I've been slowly ramping up, trying to be careful not to over-schedule myself. My clinic works with children and teens, providing in-home therapy. As such, most of my work is in the afternoons and evenings. This is good, in so far as that's the time of day when everyone else in the family is potentially available for baby-care. It's not so good since that's the only time of day everyone else is home, so I don't see them as much. With the Princess and I both working from home during the day, we're bumping heads sometimes, trying to juggle our respective responsibilities, household chores and the baby.
Don't read this the wrong way. I think we're doing ok, and getting used to the new patterns. But they are still new. Frustration and "growing pains" are a part of the process.
The work itself is rewarding. I wasn't sure how I'd feel about it at first, but I can honestly say I think this is a good fit for me. We'll check in again in six months and see if I still think so.
Speaking of the baby, we're making daily adjustments there as well. He's completely mobile now. Not walking on his own yet, but cruising easily (meaning walking while holding onto something for support), and crawling quite quickly. This newfound mobility means he can and does get into ALL THE THINGS! But he absolutely refuses to be constrained. Putting him in the playpen produces fits. Even just moving it into the hallway to confine him to the living room doesn't work. As soon as he realizes he cannot go wherever he wants when he wants to, the tears start to flow. Our little Raspberry is perfecting the art of the temper tantrum.
Some days, we seriously consider selling him to the gypsies.
But most of the time he does stuff like he's doing now; standing with me in the living room, holding onto my leg for stability, watching me type on the magic screen and babbling away happily.
One area we have absolutely no problems is eating. This kid will eat ANYTHING. Salsa, rice puffs, avocado, pancakes, bananas, every kind of meat available in the US, Indian rice and beans, cheerios, all the veggies we get from our farm share, crackers and cheese, mole sauce, bits of whatever we have for dinner; you name it, he eats it. Or will, if he hasn't tried it yet. I hope this is a life-long pattern. We'll find out in time, yes?
My favorite event of the year is coming up this weekend. I know I'll see a bunch of you at Arisia. I'll have a con report next week. This is our first year with the Munchkin in tow, so I expect the con to be very different for us. We'll find that out in time as well.