The Baby Juggler

Eight Freaking Entrances (and that doesn't include windows)

Liza (wow, first word in post and linked to at that) mentioned in her most recent post that she doesn't mention the good stuff.  Funny she says that, because I've been thinking lately how I blog about all my problems and don't mention the wonderful funniness of my children, or their most recent discovery of hilarity in playing and interacting with each other, or how they are speaking in complete sentences of four to five words (although I will admit that sometimes articulation is difficult to interpret, except by me).  I just want to mention how exasperating my daughter's behavior has been of late, I say don't touch, she runs directly to touch, I say blue, she says green (ok, not that but you get the point).  I think part of this is my general "cup is half empty" mentality and part of it is that I use this blog to vent my daily frustrations. 

Well, I'm not changing that today (late, and tired, and empty) but I will try to give a baby (yikes!  They are really not babies anymore AND I am not either.  Found LAUGH freaking lines today.  Note to self, need more sunscreen and change age from 29 to 32) update verra verra soon (for Outlander fans). 

Reading- The Stolen Child.  Really, really enjoying it, more than I thought I would. 

Just read- The Thrall's Tale.  Enjoyed that although could have done with the author using the word "foul" a bit less.  Made the tale seem, well, foul.

Home Again, Home Again, Dancing a Jig

There are so many updates to tell, I have been avoiding blogging for about a week because it is so overwhelming.  So I will bullet this post, to mkae it easier on me and faster so I don't use all of babies precious nap time (my ONLY free time) blogging.

• Thank you, thank you for your comments and emails of support/ empathy/ interest.  And thanks if you've been checking my non-existent blog lately.
• We have bought a home, less house, needs renovation, more expensive than our brand new beautiful house in our old neighborhood (we now live on the more expensive coast), BUT the motgage payment is less because it's owner financing.   Go us!
• We live in a much better neighborhood, near EVERYTHING, my fantasy of riding my bicycle to the store (AND STARBUCKS!) has come true.  We are literally in the best school district and close to anywhere you want to go, in our small urban city.
• We are running out of money, cause my profession is so small it is hard for me to find a job here cause they are all taken.  I am willing to work at Borders of Barnes and Noble or wherever, but need to find and unpack my work clothes (I've been wearing the same 4 outfits of summer clothes for the past two months.  We finally found my sweaters.  Somehow, J's clothes have mostly made it into her closet.  Hmmm...) as well as actually have an opportunity to go and apply without two year-olds shreiking(sp?)  in the background.
• Anyone have any other creative job ideas for someone to explore who has a doctorate in a small field and no other experience besides teaching for two years and interpreting sign language (no longer skilled enough for that)?????  And it either needs to earn enough to pay for daycare or be after MOM hours.
• Full-time motherhood is hard, and definitely not for me.  Especially with J's hours.  I didn't realize before the extent to which work offered me a place to regenerate.  I have no regeneration time now, none at all.  Especially after being homeless for four weeks (one of those in a hotel room, can you imagine eating out with two two year-olds THREE meals a day?  Alone?  Without another adult?  If you can't email me and I'll be happy to share the experience.
• Did I mention we lived in a hotel for a week?  (No, we were NOT kicked out of my mom's house, just thought we'd move into our house earlier than we did, blah, blah...)  And my children each have a yeast infection they've had since August and I've been trying to vigilantly take care of, but napping in the car everyday (trust me, needed to happen) and driving to various activities to avoid sitting with two toddlers in a hotel room all day makes for sitting longer in wet diapers than I would like.  And FINALLY I found a pediatrician with some excellent advice and explanation of why the yeast is persistent (so I'm NOT a terrible and neglectful mom after all).  I'll be happy to share it, if you email me.
• I am overwhelmed by the home repairs and renovations that need to happen in this house, especially with an ever dwindling bank account.
• Am glad to note some gay parenting groups in town, and am posting links to some links I found about gay families.
• Am on my OWN with two two-year olds for one solid week while J is away on business.  My mom is coming on Tuesday, thank goodness.  What bothers me the most is staying in the house alone, a house with EIGHT entrances (three sliding glass doors, two window top, wood bottom doors WITHOUT double keyed locks, and three "solid" wood doors (meaning no windows) TWO in the living room alone) after the attempted break-in at our last residence.  What the effin' eff were these people thinking?

I'll post more regularly now, promise.  Am addicted to Aveyond (Damn, Yahoo), so am busy with that silly game.