when september ends

i can't believe it's been so long since i've blogged. the computer repair didn't pan out, and now we have to send it off, and it will take f-o-r-e-v-e-r, so i'm still confined to the occasional trip to the library, and it's all so annoying. in two weeks, my mom will be here, and we can plug in her computer at home, and in three and a half weeks, i'll be back at work and can squeeze in a look every once in a while, but until then i'm stuck waiting my turn behind the woman old enough to know better who's registering online to try out for the pussycat dolls while ducking the dvds flying out of the rack being spun by someone's unmonitored child. good times.

young milo, i'm happy to report, is completely fabulous. mostly. he is beginning to assert the less fabulous aspects of his personality: namely, the need to grunt and paw at my shirt whenever he's within a three-foot radius of me as well as the tendency to scream like his hair is on fire when he is not being held. he also has figured out how to hold out the neck of my shirt so he can vomit into my bra. but otherwise, really, he's fabulous.

already, he's becoming such a big boy. he smiles and dances with his head and arms when he lays on the floor under his kick piano, and he has figured out that kicking the toys that dangle from it produces yet another tinkly song. he has slept 6+ hours for three fabulous nights in a row. i'm so happy i can hardly stand it. it's still not long enough for me to sleep, and when he wakes up at 5:40 am he is ready to get up and stay up, but to have 6 consecutive hours of sleep feels like some kind of nirvana. and he no longer cries in the bath but instead tries to scoot down low enough to lap at the water with his tongue. he handles shampooing and rinsing like a pro. the only crying now at bathtime is when we lift him out of the warm happiness of the tub.

me, on the other hand - i could be a little better. i could use more sleep. and the anxiety has eaten at me until the gastric-thingy that causes my insides to burn within 30 seconds of swallowing anything has become intolerable. and i could use some social interaction, which has been badly thwarted by my closest girlfriend and her family moving away and by my lack of computer access. but i'm getting more sleep than i was, and i'm on medicine for the stomach and awaiting the results of tests being run to rule out anything else, and as for the social - well, at least the having of the sex has finally resumed, and that does make things better.

now, milo has awakened from his snugli-induced slumber, and notice must be paid. until next time-