Saturday, January 31, 2009

Relationships

I'm listening to Definitely Not the Opera on CBC and it's all about the fights that couples have about dishwashers and cooking and the like. I'm sitting here thinking to myself, "Wow, we're saints, we never fight about these things!"
And then, I realize, we don't fight about them, because we rarely do them together. I added it up and on a good week, Len and I spend 20 hours a week together. We don't have time to fight about dishes and cooking. I'm not actually complaining about how little I see my husband here. I'm realizing that I think that this is the key to our relationship. We don't fight because we don't have time to. So, inevitably all of our time with each other is spent on the lovin'. I think that works alright in my world! Now if only I saw my coworkers that little...

Trust



Adara had her 15 month check up yesterday. She passed with flying colours. When the doctor asked if she said at least two words, Adara responded herself by saying "More crackers mamma?" which in reality is more like "Mo crackeys mamma". The doctor laughed and laughed when Len asked her to say Doctor and she did perfectly clearly. She's in the 96 percentile for weight. For those of you non parents, of all the babies her ages, boys and girls, of 100 babies, only 4 are chubbier then my sweet cheeks. Nice! Very few girls are above the 85 percentile, so this is a feat of eating!
So, that was all of the good news. Then the nurse came in and talked to us about her shots for this time, the final MNR and chicken pox. She went out to prep them and was gone a very long time. We've now been there an hour and a half, Adara is getting fussed up and we still have shots to go. The nurse comes back in and says ok here's the shots, it's "such and such and such and such a shot, right (can't remember what she said the shots were)" I say "Yes. Wait, no, that's not it at all. She's supposed to be getting chicken pox and something else." The nurse looks at the chart and goes, "oh she's only fifteen months, I prepped the wrong shots." and goes back out. "I'M SORRY, WHAT?". Those needles were sitting innocently all open and ready to go right beside my daughter, and only me catching you mumbling what she was getting separated us from the wrong shots? That's mind blowing.
Needless to say, we spoke to the doctor about it. So, it didn't happen, but it just really brings things home. We are her only voice, all of the time. These near events can happen at any moment and if you're not on your game...
Stunning.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Work

Work has been pretty intense lately. I go in and for 7 hours, I am doing super high intensity, high brain power work. Usually that kind of work makes up less then half of my day and the other half is petty functioning and answering questions. I don't usually spend every day, all day calculating and recalculating numbers and making decisions based on percentages, probabilities and, really, the likely hopes that we call "projections". I'm sort of stressed but also kind of happy to put my brain to this serious kind of use. Tomorrow I'm starting my day of working from home by joining forces with two other General Managers of other theatres to give someone a conference call smack. Believe when I tell you that if you're getting a conference call smack from three GM's at once, you aren't doing so well. An odd start to a day working from home writing grants.
Other then that, I am trying to seek for balance in all things. Not too much tv, not too much work either in the office or in the house, a good deal more exercise then I have been getting. I am not succeeding as of yet, but at least it's on my radar!
I've been thinking about babies a lot this week. My friend Julia's baby, Diego, arrived this week. Congrats Jules! My friends Anna and Caroline are due in eight weeks and I'm very excited for them. Several people that I know who have children Adara's age are expecting their second. It's been a lot of babies this week. It's made me kind of sad for the passage of time. As many of you know, I have very little memory of the first two months of Adara's life. Whenever a new baby is born, I think about that again. We are so lucky and blessed, but I do feel that lack on occasion.
So, there's only one response to this feeling; go drinking with Lyndee! It seems to have been the answer to a lot of things in the past thirteen years of my life, so why not go back to an old favourite!

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Here's some pics from a playdate with Ella and her mom, Jennifer. We got together last Saturday for a couple of hours, ate a few pastries, drank some tea and watched the babies run around. A good morning, all in all!


Adara and Ella at play

Here's Adara and Ella playing together. We had a great morning and the babies got along great.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

January Update

Hello. I've been a bit absentee. I made myself a promise that in the new year I would focus on actually getting consistent work done at work, instead of messing around a bit and working a bit. I actually feel quite good for the amount that I'm accomplishing, but at the end of the day, I really don't feel like stepping back on the computer. So, probably a few less posts for awhile.
In other work news, until all of the grants are written (beginning of March) I'll be working one day a week from home. This way no phones, emails or Artistic Directors interupt me and I can focus on just getting the writing done. It also means that since I'm cutting out an hour of travel on either end of the day, I can afford the time to have a swim for a half an hour in the afternoon. This is proving to be very good for my psyche, and, I imagine, my heart too.
Adara's little mind is all abuzz these days. Here's the list of words and phrases that she's added in either sign language or words since the New Year
Sit (signed)
Snow
Animal (said in three distinct syllables at the top of the voice)
Cup
Stop
Up High
down Low
Poo
Yes
All Done
Block (signed)
Car
Needless to say every day is fun and full of adventure with her right now.


Yes, these are pictures of Adara riding on her poor cousin, Liam. He (sweet boy that he is) let her sit on his belly while he scooted around the wood floors at my parents place over Christmas. It's no wonder she thinks that the sun rises and sets on him!

Hat Series

Adara is obsessed with hats these days. Can you tell?