Working Life

So yesterday marked a full month since I started working from home. It's been interesting. Every day I try to come up with new tricks to buy me 20 minutes of uninterrupted typing time. The play gym you've seen the video of below is always good for a bit. A swing in the kitchen lasts about 15, unless he falls asleep, in which case we're golden for an hour.

Because his favorite position is now standing up supported by only our hands (he's Superbaby, remember?) we went ahead and bought a Jumperoo--a bouncy alternative to a walking saucer. But even though he has amazing head control for his age, he's officially still too little for that, so we have to put a box under his little feet and watch him like a hawk since he could slip into the seat. So that's still only good for 10 minutes or so.

Most of the time, our little boy likes to be held. Which is why I love the Baby Bjorn:That will work until he decides to take over. Which, from the looks of things, will happen soon:

Baby Einstein

All parents say it, but it really is amazing how every day babies do something they haven't done before--a new sound, a different way of smiling, using hands to grab something. It's the best entertainment I can think of.

I can chart Billy's changes by his play gym. First, he was content to lay there in quiet admiration of the lights and sounds. Then, he discovered that he could kick the rattle on the side and that was really fun. Now, he coos back at the music and lights and tries to grab with his hands.

This may be interesting only to me, but the video is cute.





In the Angela health update: nope, still don't know what's wrong with me. Drugs are keeping me mobile and I no longer run a fever every day, so that's progress. I had a nerve conduction study at the hospital in Memphis this week--they basically hook you up at various points and shock you to make sure your nerves work. Fun stuff, except it really really was not. But my nerves work fine, so there you go.

Pictures I can use to blackmail my son

One of those hippie baby books I read urged letting your baby lay outside sans diaper as much as possible to get air and light on his skin. So we did that this weekend. Billy mostly sprawled out and slept; I mostly took pictures.

I have about 50 of these.





He also had his shots this week, which were no fun at all. But according to his pediatrician, he is in the 95th percentile for height (24 inches) and the 75th percentile for weight (just under 13 pounds), and basically healthy as a little horse. Which we knew, but it's good to have confirmation.

Here, he waits outside Toys R Us for his going to the doctor prize.