Kate is laughing more and more. Today I repeated "Iloveyousomuch!" in a really silly voice and she thought it was the funniest thing ever. She laughed over and over. I told Superman and she cracked up when he did it too. It seems so long ago that we wondered what her voice would sound like.
I learned tonight that Superman is more bothered by the time I spend reading all your blogs than the time I spend making a post. I can post every day, he says! So I think I'll take him up on the offer, realizing that I will lack the time to make each entry one of quality, but something is better than nothing for the sake of history.
So this MacBook of mine. It will take me a while to get everything transferred. I got everything off the Dell and onto the external hard drive today. I have lots of questions which I will either save for Caleb or answer myself as I have the time. My browser is soooooo slooooooooow sometimes. Like, dial-up slow and that's no exaggeration. Other times it's blink-of-the-eye fast. It doesn't seem to make a difference whether I use Safari or Firefox (I'd like to stick with Firefox though.) It also doesn't seem to make a difference whether I am plugged in or wireless. Why? Why this slowness? Also, what is .dmg and how can I rid my desktop of all the little app icons? Also, where the heck is the key that performs PC's delete function?
My baby has been crying suddenly and loudly out of a dead sleep. It wakes her up and she's clearly still tired but awake and crying for some reason. I thought it could be gas but that doesn't seem to be the reason every time. Sometimes I rock her back to sleep but often she's too worked up so I pick her up and sometimes that doesn't work so I nurse and she usually just falls right back asleep after two seconds of nursing. Hunger pains? I don't get it. It doesn't seem to be consistent, whatever it is. She's stopped crying now. Superman must have rocked her back to sleep.
I'm finding it really tough to get everyday things done amidst the mess that is our house. Stuff stuff everywhere. I don't want to compound the issue by shoving more of it around. I want to organize it the right way - in clearly labeled boxes. That way I'm not the only one who knows where things are and that way the stuff will not be sprinkled liberally through out the house. The attic is full of random black garbage bags of stuff and even though I can't see them up there I FEEL their unorganized presence and it bothers me. Literally a black cloud over my head. Several heavy black clouds full of shoes and Tupperware and clothes and who knows what all else.