Sitting

Last week Elijah sat by himself in his room for several sweet minutes.

Then he faceplanted into the rug and cried and cried. His first real cry of independence (sometimes it sucks to be free). If you click to enlarge you can see his wittle teaws of pain.

Lately

Lately, I haven't really been writing on this blog so much as posting moving/still images of young master E. But here's what's what:

Went to the doc and I am officially dizzy. Medically dizzy. Not crazy. I repeat. Not crazy.

Elijah got his first cold. Then Marty and I got Elijah's first cold. We are collectively pathetic at the moment.

Elijah stopped being a good sleeper about two weeks ago. Wakes constantly during the night. Suckles/eats every hour or two. Every. Hour. Or. Two. Seriously. Seriously! About every other night he'll wake at 1 or 3 or so and think it is morning and cry and want to play. It is cute but also not very cute. I think I've slept about 4 or so hours a night (never more than an hour at once) every night for the past two weeks. Still, I am medically dizzy. Not crazy!

There are butterflies all over town. Big monarchy ones. Little pale lavender ones. White ones. Big black and blue ones. Even on Elijah's little swing.

I am still knitting a scarf for Marty (which he was supposed to have last winter), but I have my eye on two new projects.

A tree fell in our backyard two weeks ago. It is still there. Birds are building nests.

I'm getting close to finishing my third book. I think. Parts one and three seem good. Part two still wonky.

I started a press, with help from M. It is called Dorothy. I already got back contracts from my first writer, whose book will come out in Fall 2010. More on this to come . . .

Naropa starts next week. Holy shit! That means: Elijah, Dalkey, Dorothy, Naropa class, third book, knitting, dizzy, etc.

Elijah went swimming for the first time, with his pal Anton.

We were going to start Elijah on solid foods this past weekend, but with the cold we decided to wait. Maybe next weekend. In the meantime, he's been drinking water from his sippy cup. He LOVES it. He actually sort of freaks out when he sees the cup and he holds it with both hands super tight and does pretty well getting the water out. His eyes get all big. He is amazed by it.

Also, Elijah had his first real babysitter. Well, his first babysitter that wasn't a grandma maternal or paternal. This babysitter was my friend Sarah.



And whilst Elijah was in Sarah's capable hands, Marty and Danielle went to the cute, eclectic, slightly weird wedding of Cristy and William.

Hey Sailor

On the Couch

For you.