so it’s that time of year when things tend to slip away from me, or I slip off the top of them, or however I can possibly describe losing that feeling of being in control and up to date and having empty laundry hampers.
one of the things that has slipped out of my grasp is updating my blog. and reading about how one is not writing much is the most terribly boring type of writing there is. so I won’t do it.
what I will do is leave you with a list of things that have happened since I wrote last:
- tom went away to Ottawa for four days.
- during that time, our pipes froze in the -10 degree weather and Bea and I were without running water for a day. thankfully they thawed out the following night.
- I made it to baby drop-in at the health centre twice, storytime at the library once and Bea got her immunizations at the doctor’s office.
- I bawled my eyes out while Bea screamed during her shots. That was seriously one of the hardest things I have had to do in the whole parenting experience so far, partially because I am not completely convinced that immunizations are safe, but not convinced they’re dangerous enough to risk my baby getting whooping cough or meningitis.
- I pushed our (semi) all-terrain stroller through 6 inches of snow. there is a point at which a stroller is definitely NOT the best tool for transporting a baby, no matter how cool or all-terrain it appears to be.
- I baked blueberry muffins. yum. I also baked a loaf of yeast bread.
- I walked into the Fluevog store, made one circuit around the perimeter and then walked out again despite having the go-ahead from our household breadwinner to buy myself a pair of birthday boots. maybe I am growing up, but I could think of many more things that would be a better way of spending our money. so no birthday boots for me.
- Bea has started teething.
- We bought airplane tickets to spend Christmas in Regina with my family.
- I have started doing some “potty aiming” or Elimination Communication (EC) with Bea. Yes, holding a baby over a potty when you think they need to go seems odd at first, but if you think about it, it’s nicer than a) sitting in a wet or dirty diaper and b) trying to un-learn the habit of soiling a diaper 2-3 years down the line. We will see how it goes, but so far it’s pretty cool. I’m trying hard not to get too obsessed about it – one of the key aspects is that it is totally no-pressure. Offering the potty is just that – an opportunity, or pottytunity, if you will. If babe doesn’t want to go in the pot it’s no biggie. But clearly, this technique works. Millions of babies in China and India are cared for in this way, and most are totally continent WAY before North American babies typically are. And it’s by far the most ecologically sound way of dealing with baby poo.
- I have started staying up far too late, just to enjoy the peace and quiet, the long stretches of (nearly) un-interrupted time. But now the time has come for me to go to bed. This ended up being far longer than I thought it would be. Good night, sleep tight.

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