All is well. Too well. Too good. Too great. You see, I've always been one of those 'pained' writer types. As it writing got me through some really rough times. Miserable times. Painful times. And now, well, things are good. And I don't have a lot of free time. To write. (and that's just me, I am in no way implying that other people write because they don't have enough to do or are miserable, etc. Just me.)
I love my job. I love my son. My marriage is still in a bit of a broken-down-piece-of-crappy-mess-ish-at-times...but we're plowing on for now.
I guess I could update on a few things.
Me. Exercising. Weight-Wat.cher.ing. I joined a boot camp at work and GAINED 10 pounds, which really pissed me off (no, it is NOT all muscle), so now I'm dieting and exercising and have lost half of what I gained and just have a measly 60lbs to go. Will keep going. Even went to to they gym this morning. Killing me. Loving it.
Job. Love it. Didn't even realize what a bung-hole of a hospital I worked in until I moved on. And I can't believe I'm getting paid for what I do. Also it's a cake job. Because I'm not really busy. Ever. But they seem to think it's busy. So I'm happy to pretend I think I'm carrying a full load, but seriously. I won't even say what a pitiful single digits worth of patients I see in a day because it might make those of you who are actual mid-levels sad and tearful.
(Also I would like to formally report that patients/families/hospital staff are 10,000 times nicer to you when you are wearing a magical white coat as opposed to some s-c-r-u-b-s. That is all.)
And I know you don't care so much about that as you do about this.....
Clearly he was very excited to have his picture made. He has caught on to that and either smiles dramatically OR pouts and runs. Also he needs a haircut.
He's saying lots of words. And now I totally get how I never understood my nieces and nephews and my sisters would look at me like, "Duh, she just told you she liked that flower." Because all I heard was, "ahwoeowheoshdelses, owah."
Allow me to translate:
"sssssshowah"......shower.
"Mommeeee aweaejaoskejfalwseka sssshowah".....Mommy takes a shower in there.
"oooooohhhh....sowah!".....Oh, what a nice FLOWER.
"Hai-oh"....Hair. Otherwise known as "Run! Watch out! He is going to pull your hai-oh!"
"Baf"....Bath. "Bafiiiime"....Bathtime
"ahahahdioahsdhfoasdkfa...Bafiiiime"......Oh great I really love bathtime.
"Ouh-siiiiiiee"......outside
"Oh Wow." <--pronounces this perfectly and uses it amazing appropriately.
"Punkeeee"......pumpkins. Favorite.thing.ever.
"Pah-coool"....popsicle. Never say this word or he will point at the freezer repeating it until you cave in.
"Pizza." <--also perfectly pronounced. Because he speaks Italian. Duh.
"Dick" <--which is really "stick", and embarrassing when he runs around the neighborhood with a stick in his hand yelling 'dick. dick. dick.' Awesome. <--he can say that too.
"Happy" which is never just one "Happy", but always in three, "Happy-happy-happy!"
And there are a zillion more. I am amazed, really, by the words that come out of his mouth every day.
Except when today, just after that picture was taken, he pulled down the front of my shirt and said...."Ooooooh....bewbie." WHAT?!? How long has it been since you partook of the boob my child?
But I also loved that a few weeks ago it started to rain. Hard. And Gabriel ran to to the back door, pointed outside, and yelled, "Pee Pee!"
And he pops out at me and says, "Boh!"
And he is in love with, "Meh-Mo." And he squeals with excitement when we play one of his Elmo movies.
And he still wakes up once or twice a night. And he has been constantly teething for months now (and is now sporting 4 molars and several other new half-teeth working their way out as we speak.)
*sigh* That is it, in a nutshell.
(I totally lucked out with a 6:50 bedtime tonight, which is how I found the time to actually blog. Generally he goes to bed around 8:30. And generally I'm so tired I fall asleep as well. Or else I spend an hour frantically cleaning the house. And then fall asleep) (I've lucked out with earlier bedtimes several nights this week...might this be a new pattern?) (Oh well, the time will change next week and probably screw up all my bedtime progress) (Bye!)
16 conceptions:
I am so glad you are still loving your new job and that your little man is doing so wonderfully.
Great to hear from you. Life seems to be going good! So happy you lve your job. And your little guy is adorable! Thanks for the translation!!
Oh my god, finally, finally, Murgdan! So good to read all this, I am so happy for you, it was a joy to read all this. Your munchkin is a big munchkin how, helluva cute one at that, wow, talking, wow, wow, wow. So happy for you.
So glad things are going well for you overall :) And so cute about the talking. I never understand my nieces/nephews, and my siblings act like I'm crazy for needing a translation lol.
Good to catch up. I had a similar experience when I changed jobs, I'd forgotten that job could be good, and walked around in a constant state of amazement.
I love your updates. I'm so glad that the new job is working out splendidly. And your little guy is just too cute...as always. I am amazed at how fast he is growing into a little boy instead of just a baby. Time flies too quickly. We always love hearing from you so try not to stay away for so long. :-)
He is still as cute as ever! Do you ever look at him and wonder how you made such a cute kid? I do that all the time with my daughter. :) So glad things are better in your life, really, SO glad :)
nice to see an update from you. you have a verbal young man there!
Yay for the update! I've been thinking about you and hoping things were going so well that you couldn't find time to blog. Glad to hear that's what it's been. And so glad that the new job is going well. Hooray for that! And for having more time and energy to spend with your adorable talking munchkin.
He is SO adorable! And so smart with all those words :)
I've missed you!!! OMG! He's so adorable!
Yay for better jobs! I've been enjoying the same thing, and also my kid, and also thinking my marriage is the thing that gives. Marriage and partnership and all that sharing is hard, yo. But when everything else is in its right place, at least you have more energy and clarity to focus on that instead of having to spread it so thin. Anyway, cool to see you back!
It is great to hear from you!! Thank you so much for your post - I've missed your updates. SO glad that you love your new job, and that things are going so well with G. He is beautiful. I'm glad you're plugging away on your marriage. Please hang in there. Rooting for you! Heather
Yay !! You're back !! Was getting worried there..... :) He's still a doll :)
My 17 month old also says Elmo as "Meh-mo". Actually, there might be kind of an L sound in there, like Mal-Mo. How funny that they just can't get their Es out. Congrats on the new job!
I'm with ya on pretty much everything you just said. :)
He's adorable.
I also agree about how amazing it is to be in a better work environment.. how you knew it was crappy but didn't know just HOW til you got out.
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