My wonderful husband has set up my computer so that I can easily publish my photos to my website. Follow the Site Link called Snapshots located in the sidebar at left to see what I've posted to date.
Magda is starting to laugh more and more. Here are a few of the things that can get her giggling (though they don't all work all the time):
-- zubbers to her neck or belly (especially when she first wakes up in the morning and occassionally when she's on the changing table)
-- watching Homer run around the dining room table (so far this one has been infallable)
-- being held while you hop around the room (we discovered this in our Kindermusik class)
-- "Where's the baby?" game where I cover her up with a blanket saying, "where's the baby?" then whisk the blanket away saying, "There's the baby!" (this will eventually evolve into peek-a-boo)
Last night I got video of her laughing at Homer on my digital Elf. The lighting wasn't so good though - we'll have to try again in the daylight sometime.
It's hard work being a housewife with a baby. Today is Stepan's birthday and I wanted to make dinner for him (something I hardly ever get around to doing). I was able to get everything together and in the oven at a reasonable time - it all even came out fairly well - but I'm exhausted now. While Magda still doesn't do much these days, she is awake for longer and longer periods of time and is only willing to entertain herself for so long on her play mat. I know that in some respects it will get easier once she is mobile, but in other respects it will get tons harder.
In any event, today was Stepan's birthday. I sang the birthday song for him this morning and discovered that Magda enjoys the tune as well (she was giving us such beautiful smiles, we had to sing it a couple of times). For lunch, we took him to Z Tejas, a restraunt we enjoy greatly but often forget to go. As mentioned earlier, I cooked dinner (meatloaf and potatoes gratin - not very fancy, but not very difficult either). I'm going to try to make a birthday cake this weekend. For presents, he got framed pictures of Homer and Magda for his office and a really cool teapot. He says he's had a good birthday. I certainly enjoyed the day (I would like to start cooking more).
I hope I'm not jinxing anything, but I feel Magda and I have refound our groove. Of course, I had also thought we were doing okay before her 4-month appointment sent us through the stress and tormoil of establishing a more regulated nurse-formula-pump routine. For now, we are both enjoying our days eating regularly, walking in the park, hanging out in the backyard, the occassional errands and/or visits with friends. It doesn't hurt that the weather has been exceptionally nice; we've even enjoyed the cold spell we got this week. Stepan and I continue to explore ways to get Magda to giggle. Magda is starting to enjoy her belly time, focasing for longer periods of time on the toys dangling from her gym mat, and we're practicing sitting up. All very groovy!
A couple of nights ago, Magda woke up sometime between 4am and 5am. She's really sweet when she wakes up - just quietly moans and groans and kicks her blankets around. Anyway, I dutifully stumbled to her bassinet, changed her diaper (which she generally more vocally protests when done in the middle of the night), and brought her back to bed with me. As I laid down beside her and helped her to latch on, I just had to smile. My whole being was filled with joy and love and excitement to have this beautiful little person in my life. It is that joy and love and excitement and clarity of purpose that I hope to remember thoughout the rest of my days.
...but I wouldn't want to be one.
I find it absolutely appalling that the federal government is trying to intervene in the case of Terri Schiavo. The Statesman ran an article today that revealed the contents of a Rebulican memo that was obviously no intended for mass distribution. The memo basically said that Republican "attention to the issue could pay dividends with Christian conservatives, whose support is essential in mid-term elections...". How creepy is that? Yet, I don't find it at all surprising.
For the record, Stepan and I have talked about this issue; I'm confident that he would pursue all available medical opportunities and appropriately decide when to halt any life-prolonging interventions.