Today I am finding the following things annoying.
1. Amy pulling my hair. If she would grab big enough chunks, it wouldn’t hurt, but single strands and small chunks get caught in her fists and she’s not very good at “gentle” or “let go.” Wearing my hair pulled back helps a little, but she can still grab a fistful and pull it out.
2. Blog balance. There some things I could write about. But sometimes I’m not willing to be that open. As much as I shout loud for realities of negative emotions and situations and such to be treated openly without shame, for people to be themselves without having to hide behind masks, there’s still the question of wisdom in setting boundaries and not being completely vulnerable to everyone in the universe.
3. Impatience. Amy gets tired of her toys. I get tired of thinking of new things to do with her. Her naps are shrinking — maybe an hour each, lately. And yet she makes tired noises and gestures well in advance of her naptimes.
4. I hate spam so much. And yet I really don’t want to change my business email address (which is the one that gets all the spam). Ugh. Yes, my email client filters out most of the spam, but still — to sit here while fifty emails download and then have one or two that are for real, is annoying.
And because all things must be carefully balanced (ha), I feel obligated to include a gratitude list as well.
1. I’ve found pretty much all the information I need to start my business here. Like in NY, it looks like all I really need to do is register to collect sales tax, and as a sole proprietor the business income tax is dealt with in our personal taxes. I just need to get a PO Box and then I can file for the sales tax. Oh, and I’ll need to get business cards eventually too.
2. Amy can eat more finger foods. This week is mozzarella, which she picks up and eats just fine. She’s also had some cut up banana, but it’s too slimy for her to handle easily on her tray, so I hold a piece for her to pick up from my hand. I’m thinking soon it will be time to buy her one of those suctioning or weighted dishes and see if she wants to start figuring out the spoon.
3. My dulcimer is in tune.
4. It’s nice and quiet right now.
Ugh. hair pulling. I hated that stage. And the “I can’t quite do what I want” stage is horrible. it passes. but not soon enough I’m afraid. Just try and be patient, go for lots of walks Or you will go nutty.
Start a blog that is private-invite people you want, or don’t. Just keep it for you. We all need a private corner to hide in sometimes.
Comment by thordora — July 25, 2007 @ 4:15 pm
See, I knew Amy would be a hair puller. Remember your trip with her where she pulled at Alejandra’s hair? Yup, I see a pattern here
As open on my blog as I am there are entries that I keep for myself. The world doesn’t need to know ALL of my business.
Austin
Comment by Austin — July 25, 2007 @ 7:37 pm
Well, she was a little gentler with Alejandra — maybe somehow she knew that was a baby — she didn’t really pull her hair, just touched it. Now if only she could do that with me — and with the kitty.
Comment by Marcy — July 26, 2007 @ 11:09 am