Well, yeah. Haha.
Getting Used To The New Job
After a week of being a writer full-time, I must admit that it's growing on me. I had a slightly bumpy second week, but it's nothing to be upset about (at least personally). While I'm getting used to the pace of work here, the jobs that are being thrown at me at being thrown at a manageable rate. This means room for me to learn, which I hope I'm doign fast enough. Apart from that, the work on the side's getting encouraging. It's not racing, but I'm going to get busy putting some of the things I'm learning from the books I'm reading to good use. I *so* want to make this work.
The Almost 7-Month Old
David's a little ways away from being a full fledged 7 month-er. He's taking slow to solids, preferring the watery feeds to the more pasty things we're feeding him. It's not easy getting him used to the sludge that we're feeding him, but he's the sort who will take a while before taking to something. In between that, there's a whole load of kicking, crying, screaming – and now – projectile pastes. He recently sprouted tooth no. 2, which we suspect gave him a fever last night. it burned to a high of 37.9 degrees this morning, and we're more than a little worried. The lady's keeping an eye on him while he frets today. I'm just a phone call away.
The Little Lady And Me, Long Talks
We've been having long chat sessions on where we'll be taking the family. Sometimes painful, sometimes confronting, and often with a sense of laugh-out-loud disbelief, especially when we're looking at how far we've come since 1 December 2007. We set everything on the table and had a long hard look at what we won't compromise and what has to go. It's an exercise of pruning while clarifying what makes sense. We often fall asleep long before we resolve anything. But we're getting there.
But We Know What's Real
So here's what's real: this family, our loved ones (because you guys are more than just friends), our belief that God loves us, and that someday we're going to have to answer if we've lived a life worth living. A life of meaning. And making it together. I keep telling her that, often right before sleep takes her eyes. The lady smiles and nods, and I know that she agrees with me.
I think that's what really matters.
After a week of being a writer full-time, I must admit that it's growing on me. I had a slightly bumpy second week, but it's nothing to be upset about (at least personally). While I'm getting used to the pace of work here, the jobs that are being thrown at me at being thrown at a manageable rate. This means room for me to learn, which I hope I'm doign fast enough. Apart from that, the work on the side's getting encouraging. It's not racing, but I'm going to get busy putting some of the things I'm learning from the books I'm reading to good use. I *so* want to make this work.
The Almost 7-Month Old
David's a little ways away from being a full fledged 7 month-er. He's taking slow to solids, preferring the watery feeds to the more pasty things we're feeding him. It's not easy getting him used to the sludge that we're feeding him, but he's the sort who will take a while before taking to something. In between that, there's a whole load of kicking, crying, screaming – and now – projectile pastes. He recently sprouted tooth no. 2, which we suspect gave him a fever last night. it burned to a high of 37.9 degrees this morning, and we're more than a little worried. The lady's keeping an eye on him while he frets today. I'm just a phone call away.
The Little Lady And Me, Long Talks
We've been having long chat sessions on where we'll be taking the family. Sometimes painful, sometimes confronting, and often with a sense of laugh-out-loud disbelief, especially when we're looking at how far we've come since 1 December 2007. We set everything on the table and had a long hard look at what we won't compromise and what has to go. It's an exercise of pruning while clarifying what makes sense. We often fall asleep long before we resolve anything. But we're getting there.
But We Know What's Real
So here's what's real: this family, our loved ones (because you guys are more than just friends), our belief that God loves us, and that someday we're going to have to answer if we've lived a life worth living. A life of meaning. And making it together. I keep telling her that, often right before sleep takes her eyes. The lady smiles and nods, and I know that she agrees with me.
I think that's what really matters.
hey bro adrian, there is this great blog by a mummy about food for babies, recipes and all... thought it might be helpful :)
http://littlegastronomy.blogspot.com/
Posted by: Felicia | March 31, 2009 at 06:41 PM
Hi Sis. Felicia, thanks for stopping by :)
Nice link! I'll go show the wife.
Posted by: Adrian | April 02, 2009 at 10:05 AM