Because even I was getting sick of that post

August 29, 2007 at 12:10 am | Posted in Linky Love, M'ijo | 16 Comments

I wasn’t going to post until I had something deep and meaty and thought provoking to write about.

But then I thought I’d better get off my tush and post, otherwise my next post would also need to be titled “Has it really been a month already?”

In my defense, we’ve been really busy around here.

Pepito’s adorable friend Garin (and his mom!) came to visit:

Looking Together

Garin & P'ito


We went to the event.

Me & Master P.

me and mrp

Check out the teeth in that second picture. And yet, all he wants to eat is puree. Sigh. I am so jealous of people whose kids will devour hunks of banana and avocado. This one is going to be thirty and still craving E@rth’s Best Turkey Vegetable Dinner.

Speaking of eating:

We got some very cute presents from T&A in flat city (thankyouthankyouthankyou)

Awesome Bib

Pre-meal, clearly. He’s looking at me like, “why mama, are you holding that camera instead of wielding the spoon of sweet sweet Turkey Vegetable Dinner deliverance?”

Bob Dylan Wannabe

This onesie is true more often than not, alas.

Everybody was kung fu fighting...

This shirt is already appropriate. I mean… look at that kick!


As always, lots more pictures friends-only on flickr.

Other things keeping me busy:

Working a full day and then driving an hour and twenty minutes home. Will NOT miss that commute.
Obsessing about the situation in Guatemala. This really deserves its own post.
Packing, Sorting, Yardsaling, Throwing OUT.
And. My mother-out-law is visiting. For EIGHT days.
Did I mention, packing?

A question: how do you pack? Are you a pack-it-all-the-last-week-person, or are you a pack a few boxes a day for several weeks person? And what would you say to your partner when she tells you: “I am irrationally angry that you packed all the nice bowls away and now I have to serve the salad in this metal mixing bowl.”

Hint: Yes, that’s irrational, dear = not a good answer.

p.s. A very overdue congrats to Bri and Wes who are now the proud parents of a bee-u-tiful boy. Congrats as well to… Tam, Andrea (even though her child eats solid foods and I hate her), Jo (you have to read her post – it’s beautiful), Barb and Holly – who are all either home from Guatemala with their babies or very very close to it.

And keep your fingers crossed for the ones in waiting: J., Cali and the pee-stick-poem-writing Missed Conceptions, and on a more serious note, the babies, families adoptive and first, and staff of the hogar.

Did I miss you? All omissions are absolutely unintentional, I swear, and can be blamed on Mr. “What do you mean, 4:30am isn’t a good time to play?”

Has it been one month already?

August 15, 2007 at 1:04 am | Posted in M'ijo | 19 Comments

Hard to believe.  It seems simultaneously like P’ito has been home forever and like he just came yesterday.

He’s standing up. Everywhere.

Pulling Up on EVERYTHING!

Piano Bench

He hasn’t quite mastered no-hands yet, but he’s working on it most persistantly.

Also hard to believe. We’re moving. In a month.

It's a good thing he likes boxes

It’s a good thing he likes boxes.

Some recent scary news from Guatemala hit rather too close to home. I’m not linking to the news stories because they’re full of lies, but I feel like I just drove over the bridge and then turned my head and watched it crumble. My heart breaks for the families and staff living in this horrible limbo. Every time I think about it and how close we came, I want to grab my boy and absorb him into my body to keep him safe. I can’t believe how lucky we are, how blessed.

A totally random request

August 9, 2007 at 11:43 am | Posted in I really couldn't come up with a category for this | 10 Comments

I am taking P’ito to an event. 

I need to dress him up as a late 19th century baby.  This basically means a long, simple, white cotton dress – similar to what might be used as a christening dress today.  I’m trying really hard not to spend money on this.

Examples here or here or here.

If anyone out there in blogland has such a thing that I can borrow – i.e. will do my best to keep it pristine, but he’s a baby and crap happens (quite literally) so don’t send me your grandma’s christening gown, would you let me know?   

This is the last thing I’m going to say about diapers for at least a week…

August 3, 2007 at 10:22 am | Posted in All Consuming, M'ijo | 5 Comments

Sometimes we use cloth.  I have gotten over my initial p(oop)tsd and am quite fond of the cloth now. Sometimes we use disposies.  Thanks for the offer, Sassy, but I think I will pass on sending them to Australia to be recycled…  I will however, send out a HUGE thank you to Shelli, Narda & Malka for sending P’ito a buttload (pun very much intended) of 7th generations. We are MOST grateful.

Everyone makes the choice that is right for them.  And that is a-okay with me.  No diaper wars here, please.

Oh, and I have a post that actually contains semi-coherent thoughts and some serious navel gazing up at Lesbian Family. And I put it up last night, and um, no one has commented on it yet, and now I am not-so-secretly worrying that I Am The Only One Who Feels This Way. And if you want to know what “this way” is you will have to go over there and read it.

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