8.25.2011

It's been a long time...

It's been 23 days since we posted last. And I can without a doubt say it's because I went back to work. That has been a tough transition, especially last week when the students came back to school. It meant getting up at 6am, getting Tristan ready, getting myself ready, shuttling him to North Beach to Po-Po and Gung-Gung's flat, then going to work with crazy demanding teenagers, then picking him back up, going home, feeding him, cooking dinner to feed Joe and I, cleaning him up, putting him down, waking up at 2am to feed his night cravings, and doing it all over again. It was like Night of the Living Dead style, all up in here. But this week has been alot better. Joe's been upping the cooking and cleaning, I got used to less sleep, and we're all a bit happier and more adjusted. Having Po-Po and Gung Gung has been a godsent. I mean, it's not like I have to check their childrearing credentials anytime soon. And I thought I'd be a hot mess emotionally going from seeing him 24/7 to much less. But no tears were shed, on his nor my end. (Not having a period has made me a very emotionally stable person--ask Joe).

His mother-inflicted forehead bruise went away within the first two days. The long term damage is yet to be determined. Though he hasn't been falling on the floor or forgetting his name. All good signs.

He's a total cruiser now. Pulls himself on anything he can. Loves dirty things like garbage cans and toilets. Hates sleeping (still). Has four teeth, of which there is a ginormous gap between his top two. Is so active that he tears open the seams of his clothing (this is when my sewing/mending skills come in handy). Only says "Da-Da" and not momma (I think I'll cry tears of joy on that day that happens). Loves carbs like jook, noodles, rice, bread. Does tricks like "kiss kiss". And still loves his mommy and shows it by reaching out to me. God I love that.

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