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Diaper load is in the dryer to dry. The diapers always take so long. Then I have one more load to put in. I can't imagine a life where I did two loads of laundry one day a week. I just did laundry Sunday, at least two loads, and three today.

Molly was pretty alert and happy most of the morning. She must be growing because she wants to eat. A lot. Then she took a nice nap around lunchtime and is awake again now. She has SUCH wet diapers and she also made a huge mess in the latest one. I'm convinced she's not pooping quite as often now. Dan isn't so sure.

Right now she's lying on her play mat looking at toys and kicking her adorably chubby baby legs about.
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Well, so far the only thing I've completed is the gingerbread. For the first time in my life I understand the need for a Floured BOARD. It saves the counter beautifully when one has needs to cut out her cookies from brown paper patterns with knives due to lack of Proper Cookie Cutters.

I finally got the laundry in the dryer. Doing this I discovered that my old trick of Not Checking Pockets is still in full vigour. There is, thanks to my jacket, a passel of bobby pins and hair bands in there along with one penny and my Hollywood card. I also forgot to remove my pins from my collar. They seem to have survived, however. :-/ At least... at least there was no napkin/paper towel/other such thing in either pocket.

The barbari is proofing on the kitchen counter. I used some (shock!horror) all-purpose flour in. It was less than half. But still. I maintain that bread turns out so much better with at least a little all-purpose flour in. The dough rose beautifully. I am anticipating good results. I've made this recipe before, which helps. I just wish I had a pastry brush. I was positive that we had found one but Dan says no we didn't. So.

I still have to do a bit of cleaning and pack stuff. Hmm.

Dan brought Molly downstairs this morning and he had put her in her cherry dress. It's precious. I hadn't even thought to try it on her yet... but it fits nicely and should fit for a little longer. Couple weeks at least. :-P She was hungry and took her sweet old time about eating, so I decided if she would be poky I could read to her and at least *I* would be entertained. So we read Old Bear, Danny and the Dinosaur, Goodnight Moon, and a couple chapters of The Singing Creek Where the Willows Grow. I think she probably was completely oblivious and/or unimpressed at this point, but oh well. :-)
verity83: (laundry icon of doom)
Following some sage advice from a [livejournal.com profile] krikketgirl, this mother decided to go ahead and start transitioning M to her crib in the other room. First step: portable crib at foot of our bed. This way she's by neither of our heads (specifically mine), but still handy to fetch when nom time cometh. Going to try this for a few nights and see if it helps us (and her) sleep better.

She's continued to be pretty good today, though around lunch time she was kind of fussbudgety and needed a lot of attention. She finally did go to sleep though.

I've had a pretty productive day: did a load of sheets and towels, sorted out her next size of clothes and made them easily available for when we need them (she's already growing out of some of her first sleepers!), made eggplant curry for lunch, washed the dishes, put away the laundry, took the dining room chairs back downstairs, ironed the sheet/pillowcases, finished all my e-mails that I needed to send...

In other words, I've been busy. It has felt good to be busy and not be overwhelmed with fatigue.

Donna is going to come by at some point tomorrow to watch Molly so we can "do whatever". I'm sure Dan will be working; I've been wanting to draw a picture of M though and haven't had a chance, so I think I'll do that while she's here.
verity83: (carry on)
Being up from 11-something to 1-something tending a fussy child: not so lovely.
Having child sleep like a log from 1-something to 5-thirty: lovely.

Waking up with headache: highly uncomfortable.
Prospect of frosted mini-wheats for breakfast: somewhat comforting.

Pile of laundry that NEEDS to be done today: daunting.
Fact that Donna is providing lunch for the clan today: relieving.

***

Also, I repeat that had "Voyager" been made a few decades earlier, Katharine Hepburn would have been Janeway. We watched the first episode last night, which was nice to get the scoop on how they ended up in the Delta Quadrant and more about who's who. The Hepburn-ness was brought home for me by Janeway's parting message to her boyfriend that involved a dog and general cuteness that I suspect only Hepburn could pull off in my ancient world of reality. So, anyway. Janeway's only real major failing in my mind is that she does not point correctly a la Picard when she says "engage".
verity83: (laundry icon of doom)
It is FROSTY outside. Thirty degrees.

Cold, my friends, cold.

I think the Giant Puffball of Doom look is in order this morning for my walk, because that's going to be the coldest walk I've had yet. :-p

Today is laundry day. Going to involve a little more work than usual because it's due time for all our white stuff to go through a load of Tide with Bleach (which stinks, which means that I'll probably have to wash that load twice and hope my good friend vinegar gets rid of the stink). Don't want to put it off though, because if GooGoo decides to come in the next day or so, I'd like to have as much clean laundry as possible. I'm OCD about my laundry being done a certain way. Not that Dan isn't perfectly capable (and probably far less illogical about the whole procedure than am I).

Better get out on the walk. I always feel so horribly stiff after my walk. But I do it anyway.
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  • 07:13:59: is out of bed. Would rather stay IN bed.
  • 08:21:34: getting ready to go for her morning walk... er, morning waddle.
  • 09:54:52: thinks she was wrong in believing she descended from ducks. It had to have been penguins.
  • 11:02:29: is working on the Baldwin Herald, eating dried cranberries, feeling GooGoo wiggle, and listening to Fernando Ortega.
  • 14:52:32: is fresh out of the tub. Going to go clean up the kitchen and then get Anna's bed ready. :-D
  • 15:42:47: is thiiiiiiiiiiiiirsty. Ironing sheets.
  • 16:34:02: finished the ironing. Catching her breath before moving on to her next task.
  • 17:44:00: sitting upstairs contemplating the silence downstairs that probably means the dryer door popped open again. *sigh*
  • 18:04:58: can't decide if her back is actually numb in spots or if it's just super-sensitive to her clothes right now. Probably the latter.
  • 18:05:39: Calm all your fears, and dry all your tears: love will remain when all else shall wane, guiding me on through the years......
  • 20:16:01: is ready for bed. Though, technically, she was ready for bed about 12 hours ago.
  • 21:36:41: going to pick up Anna shortly.

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Achy breaky Jael has laundry load number 2 of 3 going. I don't understand how it is that suddenly we're doing 2.5-3 loads a week. Our child isn't even here yet. It USED to be just two loads.

I vacuumed upstairs as well. That was interestingly painful.
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  • 09:49:46: listening to Spot sing to the rain
  • 13:10:57: is perturbed that her dryer door keeps popping open while it's running.
  • 15:14:41: is not happy with Mr Postman for dropping 4 of her thank you cards in the wet outside, but happy that nice ladies found brought them to her.
  • 17:02:02: has learned that the USPS "can't" reimburse you for the postage on mail their carriers carelessly destroy by dropping in the wet street.
  • 20:32:47: is staring into space with eyeballs as glazed as a Krispy Kreme doughnut.
  • 22:04:53: Uhh... why is someone running a leaf blower at 9pm?

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  • 06:29:16: just levelled up in Pet Society. Yay. It is a good morning so far.
  • 07:07:08: Spot is making me feel guilty but I'm not sure what he WANTS.
  • 07:07:47: After all, I DO feed him and water him.
  • 09:51:14: listening to Fernando with GooGoo and hanging out downstairs so she doesn't forget to put the vinegar in the laundry rinse water.
  • 10:42:47: fuzzy kitten on lap=content Jael. God=good. Happy tears. "Hast thou not seen all thy desires e'er have been granted in what He ordaineth?"
  • 12:04:13: is making a soupy concoction from leftovers and a sample eFoods packet. And a new biscuit recipe that uses yeast and no oil...
  • 15:03:52: sleepy
  • 15:07:08: browsing around ravelry.com
  • 20:47:51: so. so. exhuasted. can't eve n spell right. but my baby hat=adorable
  • 21:15:08: has just around one month to have last-minute Prenatal Panic and scramble everything together

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verity83: (al eye)
I'd like to know why the two lines I remember of Idaho's state song are randomly running through my head right now.

Srsly.

Who knows their state song, anyway? And Idaho's is hopelessly corny.

I mean, honestly.

***

Made up a batch of homemade laundry soap and cleaned out the fridge. It was really sticky and gross. Dan made pancake/tortilla type things for breakfast and we ate those with warm fruit sauce. I also had an ice-cold smoothie with my personal pharmacy mixed in.

I can tell the weather is changing because my old lady hands were stiff and achy this morning. I'm glad though. Sick of heat and the sun. I'm ready for a gloomy, rainy Oregon winter.

Hush.

Mr Baldwin is hungry. Better feed him.
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Busy day ahead of me, but I'm going to try to stay focused on downstairs and not worry about the upstairs just yet. I just wish I could get on top of things. I feel like my entire life is a battle to just keep basic tidiness in effect. I hate my ineptitude. And it's not that I don't have the desire or don't try, because I really do. I hate living in a mess, yet my brain seems to have some connections missing or something as to how to get *rid* of the mess and keep it that way.

Need to make blueberry muffins. Going to try a batch with Rumford baking powder (that has no aluminum) and a second batch with a baking soda/cream of tartar substitute. We'll see how they turn out.

Dan wanted to try the homemade laundry soap Steve and Laura did, so we got all the stuff for it last night and brought it home and then I got a whiff of the Fels Naptha soap and I'm not sure I'm going to be able to handle that. I told him we should try a very small batch first and see whether the smell lasts through washing and if not whether vinegar will take it out. So, we'll give that a whirl on Sunday.

I really just want to go back to bed. This whole week I've felt like I've been in a bit of a daze. Hard to get up in the morning and hard to stay focused on my tasks. Blah. I can't even read more than a couple pages before my mind starts wandering and I realise I've turned pages without having any idea what I just read.

Pray for me. I need it today. Let's just hope I can conveniently time my meltdown well in advance of Bible study tonight.
verity83: (laundry icon of doom)
I have to do laundry today. This makes me tired before I even begin.

I'm fascinated by the way people remember dates. Before we were married, we were like, "Aww, one month since we became engaged!" After we were married, one month, two month, three month, six month anniversaries were duly celebrated.

Now that we've been married a year, I'm not all that concerned that today is one-year-one-month anniversary. It took me a few minutes for it to penetrate the fog in my brain as I'm staring at the calendar, too.

*over an hour later returns to this post*

Oh, and it's Laura's birthday today. I'm amused that everyone on Facebook is bombarding her with questions as to whether she's having her baby TODAY. Like she would necessarily know.

I have to do laundry today.

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