We've Had Better Weeks Than This One

Well, we had exactly one day's reprieve between Josiah finishing his antibiotics for his ear infection and  Lorien coming down with a fever and head cold ... again. We are on day 42 of family illness, I think. This time we all four got it, and during a week when Josh worked two consecutive 16-hour days in Denver. Not cool for him, or for me, solo-parenting.

Also, that learning curve I mentioned with the new job? Trying to get my first big project to print with a nasty head cold is kicking my butt. 

And to top it off: 

I got my first ever black eye, courtesy of Josiah, who got a little too enthusiastic about "handing" me a hardback book to read to him yesterday. 

My New Assignment

I had to publish the last post, in part, to explain why it has taken me so dang long to publish this post.

It's not that I didn't have any news about a new job. It's just that life kind of got overwhelming. Plus, to be honest, I was dealing with some emotional stuff about the end of my old job that was different from what I expected, so I just didn't know what to write for a while.

But please, let me tell you the story, because it's a good one. 

Eventful

Aside from a few newsy or funny kid things, I've been pretty quiet for the last month. That's because 1) I'm pregnant and currently prefer napping to blogging; and 2) we have been busy!

Here's what's happened/what's been accomplished since our little surprise announcement last month...

• Defrosted the deep freeze and cleaned both freezers and the fridge. 

• Lorien got pneumonia which, we discovered, takes 2 weeks to fully recover from. 

Bizan-yuck

A few Josiah-isms from recent weeks:

Bizan-yuck = lasagna. I tried not to be offended by the final syllable.

Ho-kay and Hairplane. Love the extra "h" on words that start with vowels

Eff-i-lint = elephant

Blib = Bib. Not that he prefers to wear one very much.

Also, at the risk of being inappropriate, I sat Josiah on his changing table after his bath and walked out of the room for a minute. (Don't worry—he can safely climb down by himself.) When I returned, I found him examining his undiapered self in awe.

"It has a sprinkler!" he announced.

Yep. The whole wall and changing table had been hosed.

This baby...

• Makes my left eyelid twitch. Pregnancy is so weird. 
• Wants fizzy drinks and SALT
• Gives me acne. 
• Is not making my legs and feet cramp as much as my other 2 pregnancies did. (Yay!)
• Moved so that I could feel it at 17 weeks. As compared to Lorien's 19 weeks and Josiah's 15 weeks. Those markers have turned out to be very representative of their personalities: Josiah is on the move all the time and Lorien doesn't do anything fast. I wonder if this one will fall somewhere in the middle.