Getting Settled

Sat Apr 13, 2013 at 11:15 pm in Eleanor, My Life

What a strange couple of months it has been.

Walking!

Jeremy and Eleanor

What do you mean I have to unpack all this?

Follow up to earlier "won't nap" photo. Eleanor falls asleep during dinner.

Eleanor and Jeff

In the cabinets

Fun with crayons

I realized yesterday or the day before that I’ve been almost off the internet for almost a month now, aside from the occasional tired/lame twitter post. Basically what happened is that we finally found an apartment, we moved in, and unpacked. We, or rather I, managed to unpack the house in under a week, fueled mostly by determination and willpower. I just couldn’t stand living around piles of boxes and feeling so temporary anymore. While I was acting like a whirling dervish, Jeff had this weird thing called  a full time job where in they expect him to do stuff during the week. Apparently sometimes people have to do this thing called work, or something like that? I don’t know.

In any case, after most of the boxes were gone we started trying to find some level of normalcy, and started doing weird things like cooking and other long-lost domestic pursuits. I even had plans for taking Eleanor to story time and to museums and whatnot, and maybe getting out and meeting people, or being social. Which would all have been fine and dandy, except that I got the stomach flu early this week, and am now on my bazillionth day of thinking that food is my worst enemy. Ugh. Today Jeff came down with whatever I have. Can we not have a normal week around here?!

While we battled boxes and flu, Eleanor learned to walk. Seriously. She’s walking around the house on her own now. She’s not 100% steady, but she no longer requires mom and dad’s support at all. She just heads off. This has led to me weepily looking at pictures and videos of her from months ago when she was just a tiny baby who was learning how to smile. (Honestly, sometimes instead of weeping I hyperventilate thinking about how hard those newborn days were.) Next week-end she turns a year old, and I suppose now that she’s walking she’s a toddler, not a baby any more. Sniffle. My baby is growing up. I can honestly say this has been both the shortest and longest year of my life. Funny how time works like that.

I feel as if I should mention crafting since this is supposedly still a crafting blog. I have been steadily embroidering when not unpacking and being sick, and am almost done with the second pillowcase I was working on. In the middle there I started working on a crocheted dress for Eleanor, which I frogged three days later because it was so darn ugly. *sigh* They’re not all winners. Meanwhile, I also came up with an idea for a whole line of embroidery patterns, and started thinking maybe I’d pursue that since I’m not working right now. I’ve always wanted to do something like that, and while I’m caring for Eleanor full time it would be really great to have a couple of creative projects to work on, a goal to get myself thinking, etc. We’ll see.

Whew. Cross your fingers for me that we manage a normal, healthy week one of these weeks.

 

 

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Feel better! Let’s hang out when you’re up to it. Michael’s been sick too. Hopefully I won’t get it!

Kristina — Mon Apr 15, 2013 at 6:06 pm (link)

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