The Last Day Before Going Back To Work
(Why am I naming days?)
9/21/14, Day 14,019 (Mercena Day 37): The Last Day Before Going Back To Work
In my mind, I saw this day going very differently.
I imagined we might bring Mercena to the People’s Climate March. When it became clear we couldn’t make that happen, I imagined us having a peaceful day, building on the success of the past three days. I saw us playing cribbage on the terrace after she settled peacefully down for her longest sleep of the night. I felt confident that Flux Sunday would go well in my absence.
Of course, the Gods of Parenting humbled my brazen hubris. She took a big step backwards yesterday, fussing during almost every awake time, including some old timey meltdowns. She wasn’t able to fall asleep on her own anymore, with the pacifier an annoyance and the swaddle, her enemy. And, I completely let down my Flux Sunday team by forgetting to give them the most important thing they needed: the key.
While we came up with lots of theories as to why she took the step back, we know it could be all or some or none of those reasons. Babies are mysteries that keep changing their address.
Hopefully, yesterday was just a lapse, not a trend. I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep this blogging going now that I’m back at work; I do know it’s the next major change, and it will have plenty of unexpected challenges.
So here we go.
Technique never stands still: it only advances or retreats…
Writing: 146 out of 187 days
Spanish: 131 out of 187 days
Music: 53 out of 93 days
What small things did I do yesterday to help build the Honeycomb?
(And what does it mean to “Help build the honeycomb?”)
- Ate and cooked local, organic, vegetarian food, and used cloth diapers for Mercena;
- Signed 350’s petition in support of the People’s Climate March.
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