Random Updates

It took Eddie and I a whole ten minutes to walk to the park yesterday. Mind you, the distance from our driveway to the park is less than the length of our house...and it took us allllllllll that time because he kept stopping to pull up his shorts to make sure his bandaids were still on his knees. For the last four months he's had at least one scab on each knee. To me, that means he's really a kid now, and not a baby. In my mind, knee scabs are hallmarks of childhood. I was always scratched up as a kid--from climbing trees, tripping while running, wrestling with my brother, who knows.

We had nachos for dinner tonight. Apparently, Eddie only likes eating chips when HE is in charge of dipping them into the toppings. He wasn't interested in eating his food once I plopped all the goodies on top (cheese, olives, beans, sour cream mixed with salsa, tomatoes). Sigh.

Eddie turns two on Saturday at 10:22am. TWO. Where the HECK did the last two years go? I went to work last year while Edward and Dave hung out with Eddie at the park. The same thing will probably happen this year, too, since I should spend at least half the day preparing for my exam. Maybe next year I'll be able to spend "his" day with him!

Eddie talks non stop these days, to the point of annoyance. Some of his funnier phrases are:
-Oopsies!
-Oh, goodness!
-Wherediditgo? This is definitely a single word for Eddie (not said rapidly but it does flow all together) and it is adorable to hear him say it and gesture with both hands while lifting his shoulders.
-Mama want a yogurt pop, too? (He gets one frozen Go-Gurt each afternoon and although I never eat one, he always asks if I want one. Isn't he sweet?)
-Mama! Mama! Mama! Where penis? (He asks this when he's wearing a diaper or pants. When he's naked he'll just point to it and tell me where it is.)

I have only three weeks until my exam. The proposal is basically done. Now I need to make my presentation and then do a bunch more reading. After that I'll make some flash cards for tidbits I think I should probably have memorized (like the combustion enthalpies of glucose, cellulose, lipids, and proteins found in plant material). *Hopefully* I'll be able to meet with each committee member within the next week so I can review whatever they think I need to know. The engineering professor can't even meet with me until Monday, which makes me nervous because that gives me only two weeks to study the stuff she recommends. Hopefully it won't be brand new information...since the proposal and my coursework are supposed to create the limits of my expertise. Dang, I should probably look though my class notes this weekend to see if there are any equations that are pertinent.

I've been having trouble sleeping lately and I think it is because I force myself to stay up late reading or working on the proposal. Although I know I shouldn't, I do. Remember a while ago when I said I wouldn't study at home at all? Hahahahaha. Oh, naive Julie. I am going to read one or two papers tonight and then do something relaxing...like fall asleep while watching Bones.

Two years later

I looked back at my blog just now to see what I was doing two years ago. Back then I weighed a whopping 186 pounds and was nesting like crazy, antsy with soon-to-be mama anticipation to meet my little guy. And I posted pictures of our changing table set up in the hall bathroom, fully stocked with neatly folded cloth diapers, ointments, and those adorable mini nail clippers.

Today I'm back down to my normal weight but it feels like I make up most of the difference every time I carry Eddie on my hip. Instead of being eager to give birth, I'm a mix of eager and dreadful of my upcoming QE.

But some things never change, like the changing table my dad built for us. It is still going strong!

We've since moved Eddie clothes into the baskets below (rather than keeping them in his room) and are using pocket diapers instead of prefolds. But all of his changes still happen here and it is where he get dressed each morning and toweled off after his nightly bath. A little plastic potty sits at the base now and long ago I threw those ridiculous nail clippers away because, while adorable,they  are more difficult to use than adult sized ones on a baby.

I'm still glad my dad made this table to fit here in the bathroom so we can contain the stink to the bathroom and have a sink for washing hands close by. Some people laughed at my installing the task light under the cabinet...but I'll tell you: that might be the best part of the whole set up.