Seems I never have the ability to be on line. Between the hussle and bussle of the day, spending my limited time with Zoë and preparing for the next, by the time I get near our room I am so completely overwhelmed with tasks at hand that have yet to be completed (such as pumping for Zoë's breakfast) or worn out from completing everything prior to 11 at night. And then if I do happen upon a spare moment, it seems that is the only time Ian has one as well and why would I kick him off the net so satisfy my need for it? So, I am online anymore about as frequent as that of the dog that barks all day long in the apartment next to us. Of course I am on line at work, but I am not allowed to such sites as this, and frankly, even if I were, I have become so swamped with work anymore that I end up bringing my work laptop home more often than not just to catch up on the week's activities. Yes, I am sickeningly busy. Yet, somehow, I make moments for our pride and joy, our daughter, our light, our love. And I find the "sucking the thumb whilst eating solids" to be adorable while her dad finds it fitfully annoying. Likewise, as he finds her squeals and shrills of delight amusing and amazing, I find myself rubbing my left ear in pain as my ear drum begins the downward spiral of forever ringing from the sound.
But this has been a blessed ride, full of fun, adventure, and new discoveries. And frustrations on not only Ian and my side, but on Zoë's. As she has begun to master the art of sitting unsupported, she has had an increasing awareness of her own being and has demanded to be allowed to move about at her own free will. Yet, to crawl eludes her needs and she demands to be carried from place to place in forever fuss if left inmobile for longer than one nano second. Of course this is an exaggeration, all in all we have a very happy, healthy, loving baby. But she is getting frustrated at her inability to move, or in what I feel, her lack of interest in moving by herself.
She is, as of today, up to three solids a day. She loves food. She sees it and she starts bouncing, clucking, chirping, purring, doing anything to draw to the fact she is starving and hasn't eaten in a whole two hours. I know, I know. We are monsters. :-) But she is doing amazing awesome. She is 15 pounds, 10 ounces as of yesterday and has caught up to her peers in size. She is an average baby in the 50th percentile. She is on the small side of average, but she is average. Don't recall her length right off, but she is 55th percentile in that. Seems E and I are doing something right after all. :)
But, it being a work night and me being very tired, I post but one picture tonight that isn't a zombie. Good night to all and to all a good night. Lots of love to everyone!
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