Thursday, December 20, 2007

*WARNING* Contains graphic information. Do not read this while you are eating!!

Whitehall, PA- A massive diaper leak this morning in the home of an area 4-month-old left thousands in the tri-state area homeless and rescue workers scrambling to clean up the mess, as record-breaking amounts of yellowish-green liquid poop covered an area "close to the size of New Jersey," according to one official.

The disaster, which many are already calling "the worst in recent history," started around 11:42 a.m. after an uneventful morning of typical babyhood activity. The infant in question, one Madelaine Elimae, was nursing on her mother's lap when the mother (identified only by the alias "Neb") reports "suddenly feeling something warm- disturbingly, really warm- on my lap. But I hadn't heard the typical pooping noises so didn't think much of it for a couple of minutes. Then when I looked, I saw it... it was horrible, just horrible."

Neb reports that a lake of raw liquid sewage had formed on her flannal pajama pants [ironically, near the scene of where a couple of chocolate chips had accidently gotten ground in last night], and that specks of poop were visible on the upholstered computer desk chair. When the baby was taken to the changing table for triage assessment, it was determined that amazingly, only 10% of the total fecal matter was actually contained IN the child's diaper- the rest was on her clothing, Neb's clothing, the furniture... and now the changing table cover.

Neb immediately took steps to remedy the situation.

"My first instinct was to call my mom, but I'd left the internet running so that option was out. Then I thought about waking up my husband, but I knew he was tired, so I decided to pull myself together and act like the 'Grown-Up Person'/Mother I really am."

Neb first evacuated the changing table of items like clothes and toys that were in the wake of the disaster, trying to minimize collateral damage. She then removed the baby's diaper and clothing, working layer by layer and using several boxes of baby wipes to remove as much of the gruesome material as possible.

"In every rescue operation of this kind, there's inevitably a crisis once the clothing is off and the diaper is opened: how to get the poop off the baby's BACK without then setting her back down into the puddle of poop formed on the changing table?"

Neb's solution in this particular case was to prop the baby up, clean her back with wipes, and then lay the child naked on the floor while drawing a bath and taking the risk that there would be no further elimination activity for the next couple of minutes. "It's a horrible risk to take," she said, "but it's the only way to make progress in the recovery efforts."

While experts praise Neb's calm, efficient response to the crisis, they also suggest that she is the one responsible for its occurrence in the first place. Says Wipsey McPamper'em, Chief of the National Diaper Leak Management Organization, "It's really the mother's poor diapering skills that are to blame for disasters of this kind. We usually see a much higher level of Diapering Competence in mothers of four-month-olds; this situation is just really an anomaly."

Friends who know the family well state that the father, known to some as "Nate," has much more normal diapering abilities, but that nearly every diaper Neb puts on results in what one neighbor described as "a poop inferno." "She just laughs it off," the unnamed source said. "She uses lots of Oxy-Clean and Shout Advanced Formula Stain Remover, and says that those get all the stains out of the baby's clothing."

But McPamper'em says that employing these kinds of strategies is a poor substitute for addressing the root problem: Maternal Diapering Incompetence, or, the more PC term, "Dysdiaperia." "Clearly the individual in this instance needs a lot of assistance in the form of Diapering Re-education. I mean, come on- she felt something REALLY WARM and didn't even react immediately to try to contain the spread of fluid? Any more experienced mother would recognize that poop can be so liquified that it DOESN'T make any noise coming out- and that in fact, these are some of the most deadly incidents."

Officials say that the soiled articles were collected in numerous grocery bags, awaiting to be sprayed down and laundered, but that the upholstered chair could only be spot-cleaned. Meanwhile, those displaced and left without clothes because of the incident received assistance from the American Red Cross in the form of warm showers/baths and clean clothing. Household Scheduling Management officials estimated that the total time spent cleaning up the disaster was close to a staggering half hour.

As for Neb, she says she's recovering from the incident with "...a lot of humor. Also some decaffeinated coffee with non-alchoholic Vanilla Rum creamer."

Baby Madelaine, just minutes before The Incident.

Note the Cuteness of the Outfit. Note it!!

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Nothing a little Chocolate Chip Brownie Crust Cheesecake and Vanilla Spiced Rum* Coffee won't solve!!

GOOD MORNING!! Nebiverse fans. Does anyone actually still read this blog?? Are you out there? Say hi if you're still there.

1) My child's fingernails! Oh, how they grow. How I try to trim them. How I accidently clip the edge of her finger once in a while, causing her to scream and me to writhe in torments of motherly angst!! [Aside: blogger's spell-checker is telling me that "accidently" is spelled wrong? But it thinks "accident" is correct? accidentlly? No, it doesn't like that either (and neither do I.)] The result: most of the time she has Claws. This means that living with my child is rather like living with a non-declawed kitten, but a kitten who wants to snuggle and cuddle and be held all the time, and drink milk out of sensitive parts of my body. Oh, the claw marks! The scratches! But somehow from my baby, I don't really mind.

2) I am so Busy! With the Christmas Project(s?)!! That I can't tell you about here! Because the intended recipients read this blog!

3) I finished Till We Have Faces. So very, very good. Want to re-read immediately. However, no time! See: Christmas Project(s?) above.

4) I have been Happy for the past 36 hours because I Vacuumed Thursday night. My entire outlook on life changes when I Vacuum. Isn't that disturbing?

5) My husband did not get the job from the nice government organization. :-( But God will provide something! And his wonderful wonderful adviser found Grant Money from the sky to pay him in December for work he's been doing. You know what this means: Santa Claus money!! I didn't realize how much fun it is to play Santa Claus and buy baby toys. :-) Want to see what we got???

Fisher-Price Listen-Up-RoundsAlso, Look-a-Rounds; I'll spare you the picture, which is completely similar.
And the Roll-a-Rounds Pull & Spin Caterpillar:

and the plane:

[Aside: why does every toy nowadays have to be marketed with "developmental benefits for baby"? I am not selecting toys for my child based on their ability to "develop motor skills" or "encourage hand-eye coordination" or teach her things like the alphabet and numbers. I select toys based on how much FUN they look like to play with. Is it just me? I mean babies learn things like eye-hand coordination naturally, don't they? Fisher-Price and the other toy companies make it sound like if we don't buy THE RIGHT TOYS our child will be an inert lump of non-functioning flesh at 12 months. I don't believe them!!]

And a Basic Rubber Ball from Walmart. 94 cents, friends!!

And this little piano:
So, I would like to get a storybook or two and maybe a puzzle to add to the loot, but it might or might not happen in time. It's okay though because I have a sneaky suspicion her grandparents just might be doing a little shopping too. And our apartment will only hold so many toys!!

6) My child went to the pediatrician Monday! She is 14 lbs 10 oz, 25.5 inches long, putting her in the 75th percentile for both weight and height for 4 month olds. Not bad for a preemie!! She has almost tripled her birthweight, and, as I suspected, is perfectly height-weight proportional. Also: her head is in the 95th percentile. Clearly she has plenty of room for visions of sugarplums. :-)

We also were told that her right eye appears to be turning outward, and that they would check again at her 6 month checkup and if necessary make an appointment for her with a pediatric opthomologist. Nate had lots of vision problems as a kid, and vision therapy helped him a lot, so I'm glad that if she does have a problem, at least they've caught it early. Still, I'm a little apprehensive about it, not really welcoming the thought of glasses and patching at an early age and the possibility of eye surgery somewhere down the road. But I know God is wanting me to rely on Him and have a good attitude about it, and when I think about these things I always welcome a chance to learn to trust Him a little more.

It's funny because I think if it were someone else's kid's eyes, I would think "Hmm, not such a big deal, is it?" But it's MY baby's eyes. Motherhood changes everything.

Love, Neb

*This is a non-alchoholic beverage. No infants were inebriated through the consumption of this beverage.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Today's Top Ten

1) I think my child is getting Teeth!
2) This means we will have to have a Talk about Proper Nursing Techniques with Teeth.
3) This talk will be completely one-sided! Because 4-month-olds do not speak or understand English!
4) I take that back; they seem to understand approximately as much English as a dog (ie tone of voice, a few key words)
5) It is Snowing! This makes me Happy. :-)
6) I had two homemade chocolate chip cookies for breakfast. With milk! Now time for Coffee.
7) Today I am planning to make a Wish List for Madelaine for Christmas!
8) I have still not done Laundry! Today's Laundry Alert Level is Red!
9) If I do not get a haircut soon, I will officially have a Mullet. This makes me Concerned!
10) I have used way too many exclamation points in this post. But It's My Blog, and I Can Exclaim If I Want To!

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Updating!! (From that title, you know this is going to be dull, don't you??)

GREETINGS, loyal Nebiverse fans!!

Oh, how I neglect you all. Sorry about that. Life! Life happens, you know!

Here's today's forecast in the Nebiverse:

Breakfast: Irish Cream coffee, [part of] chocolate chip muffin
Child: Happy, burbly, drooly, wearing adorable purple overalls with feet!
Christmas tree: Installed!

Today's Music: The Essential Simon and Garfunkel; anything Christmas-y
Today's Crisis: Laundry! We did not do laundry this weekend! I do not have any more clean nursing bras!! Or nursing pads! The child is almost out of clothes that fit!!
Today's Solution: Improvise! Go to 3-6 months clothing for child; Come Up With Something for myself. [Note to self: NOT a reason to skip exercising/showering routine!! Don't do it!!]
Question for moms of small children out there: what do you do with the baby while you shower? I mean, I could leave her in a Safe Place while I shower and just hope she doesn't cry for 15 minutes... (that includes dressing and undressing time, you know). I usually try to shower when Nate's around to keep an eye on her, but that's not always practical...
On today's agenda: Dust and vacuum! Clean up disastrous bedroom! mop the kitchen floor!
I am loving: Till We Have Faces
Reason I have to go now: Child's status has deteriorated to Fussy
Reason I have one more minute to upload pictures: Child's status upgraded to "Mixed Fussiness with Hints of Happiness" due to installation in Neglect-o-matic swing.

Merry Christmas, world.
Love you,

Monday, November 26, 2007

This Post is part of an initiative to Post More Frequently. Thank you!

Oh, we are home; we got home at 1 in the morning, and I am Tired and Discombobulated and needing a Nap (or maybe more coffee.) And a million things to do (unpack, call pediatrician about insurance, etc etc) but so far all I've accomplished is catching up on blog-reading and eating waffles and coffee. And a couple of diaper changes.

My life is SO TERRIBLY EXCITING. I can see you trembling with the exhileration. ;-)

These days, I am loving my Goodreads. It is like Facebook With an Actual Purpose. SO happy. And with birthday monies from Mama and Daddy, I shall buy more books and read them and add them to the list. Joy!

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Hope yours was just as lovely.

I'm 28 now. I'm almost 30. I think in my head I'm still 22.


Friday, November 23, 2007

Thanksgiving through the years, Continued

Okay, baby napping in Nate's sling for the moment. Continuing:

Thanksgiving 2004

An absolutely horrific picture of me in my pajamas! But here we are, one big happy family:

My birthday cake appears in the lower right-hand corner. Are you thinking I'm looking a little large-and-in-charge here? I was; after some Thyroid Failure months and Zoloft-induced-happiness-eating, I was at my heaviest non-pregnant weight at this point (same thing I weighed about a month before Madelaine was born.) Two months later I got a stomach virus and lost 10 lbs (long-term!)

Also, I was working on my second quilt:

Thanksgiving 2005

On THIS birthday, I was the joy of my parents' lives!

Here you see fairly short hair (though not as short as at the moment!) and my graduate school thumb ring.

Also: Chris and Jordana had a BABY! :-)

And, for good measure, here's a picture from Christmas 2005:
Are you appreciating Nate's peach shirt in a sea of shades of red?? I sure am!!

Thanksgiving 2006

On this birthday, I was back to being an angel!!

Here, I have Good Hair AND I've lost 10 lbs due to Graduate School Mania:

This is just a few weeks before I got pregnant with The Chicken!!

And just so you don't think I'm TOO narcissistic with the pictures of myself, here's a great one I found of my brother and sister. Check out the monotone hottness!! And they claim they're not "Emo" (whatever that means.) Heh!
Okay, my husband has informed me that our little Gobbler has pooped, so off to diaper-change land. Thanks for sharing these little gems off my parents' hard drive.

Later! Love,

My Little Butterball

Guess what I'm thankful for this year. ;-)


Thursday, November 22, 2007

Thanksgiving through the years: A Trip Through Memory Lane!

Hey, happy turkey world.

I'm here at my parents' house, and cruising through their "My Pictures" files I've dug up many scenes of Thanksgivings past- through good hair and bad, odd and wonderful fashion stages... and I'm here to share the goods!


1) My mom thought I was an angel on my BD:

2) I worked REALLY hard to finish this crosstitch project

as a gift for Chris and Jordana, who came over to our house to play;

3) I had good, but long, hair, and OH MY GOODNESS THOSE PANTS FIT ME BACK THEN...???

4) We got A Lot Of Snow!!

*Baby crying; To Be Continued Tomorrow*

Friday, November 16, 2007

Why, Yes! Yes they DO make something for this!

This has been added to my Wish List. :-)

Just a thought...

Whoever came up with "Cover edges of pie with aluminum foil to keep from browning?"

Do they actually think this task is achievable by mortal humans with burnable flesh? I mean, how exactly DO you go about getting strips of aluminum foil to wrap tightly enough to stay around the edges of a pie that's been in the oven for 45 minutes?

Any thoughts here, those of you who are actually competent in the kitchen...?

And: do they make a Kitchen Gadget for this? If not, they should.


Thursday, November 15, 2007

I Have Now Solved All My Problems!! (Ha ha)

Hey, gang. Well, after the mini-organizational-meltdown in my last post, I sat down with a good pen and a pad of paper and made A Plan.

Forming this Plan is basically an acknowledgment of the fact that I've been craving more structure in my life, and that my original attempts to better organize my time and activities as a SAHM had gradually fallen apart.

So here's how it works: borrowing the idea from FlyLady of having a morning "routine," (I prefer the term "checklist," as that makes it clear that this is NOT a schedule), I created sort of an outline of what I spend my time doing, and then made a list of things that need to get done every morning. It goes like this:

1) Make coffee (none of you are surprised that that one's first, are you...?), eat breakfast
2) Read devotions online (I'm doing the Bible-In-A-Year program on, spend some time in prayer; assuming the baby wakes up during this process, sing some hymns with her and read her a story out of her Bible story book.
3) Change, bathe (if necessary), dress, nurse the baby (interspersed with #2, if necessary)
4) Exercise (I'm trying to go for a walk 3 times a week ("cardiovascular fitness." yeah, right) and lift weights/ do stomach exercises twice a week, with maybe "something fun" on the weekends (like hiking or ice skating.) ("Something fun" in the arena of physical activity is challenging for me, as there isn't much I enjoy. I have always wished that I could swim laps or play tennis or soccer. Maybe in Heaven...?) Anyway, when the weather is really bitterly cold I don't know how I'll handle the walking part- after Christmas I can go to the mall 3 min. away, but before Christmas, forget it!
5) Shower, get dressed in real clothes, brush teeth, etc.
6) Wash dishes/clean countertops/ sweep kitchen; tidy up the living room/bedroom. (I used to try to do this at night, but I finally realized it's really useless to plan to do anything right before bed; when I want to go to bed, I want to go to bed!)
7) Housework task of the day, which is:

Monday- Dust and vacuum (probably not dusting every week...)
Tuesday- Mop the kitchen floor/ clean kitchen more thoroughly
Wednesday- Clean the bathroom
Thursday- Pay bills (or other personal business like scheduling appointments or writing thank-you notes)
Friday- Laundry
Saturday- Groceries

Once I get through the checklist each day, then I'm FREE to do fun stuff (the stuff that I always end up doing anyway without making an effort)- reading (books and blogs), writing, hanging out with friends, phone time, emailing, random web surfing, contemplating (and, very rarely, actually carrying out) various craft projects, attempting to keep up with processing the photographs of our adorable child (over 70 pictures during her third month!! Is that too many...?), VERY vaguely contemplating that I'd like to learn to cook more things/ have an organized recipe book, and very VERY vaguely contemplating Gardening. There may be Dead Plants on my balcony, friends, but there is a Garden in my head. And all of you know it.

So, this is all not JUST about consistently getting things like housework done (although that's part of it), or even feeling more organized and not driving myself crazy (which is a BIG part of it). It's also about looking down the long road of parenting, thinking about what I want to teach Madelaine about using time intentionally and purposely, instead of aimlessly and wastefully. I would love it if she were one of those people who can master the art of getting work done with reasonable degrees of quality and speed and then enjoying play time guilt-free, instead of one of those people (like me) who procrastinate and stress and struggle. And I have a hunch that most kids don't learn the art of good time management out of the blue- that having a parent who can LIVE this way (instead of just preaching it) would make a big difference.

It's awesome how having kids makes you tackle the things in your own life that have always plagued you.

Love, NEB

PS Are you wondering how long it takes me to get through the morning checklist? Well, the baby and I spend about 12 hours in bed every night anyway (waking up to nurse frequently, so the total time has to be quite long for me to feel well-rested); so our days are already short. With interruptions to nurse and change diapers and comfort and entertain the baby, plus the phone ringing and my self-distractions (which I try to minimize), it's usually dark outside by the time I get through the "morning" checklist. But really, so far I've been happy with it, because I know I've accomplished a good amount each day and I can do other things guilt-free.

PPS Can someone ask me in a month if I'm still doing this...? :-)

Monday, November 12, 2007

Overwhelmed by the Unbearable Wonder of Being

Get dressed, put in contacts, brush teeth
Coffee, breakfast
Change, bathe, dress baby
Read the Bible online

get distracted
CBE/CBMW: look up all the references? study?
Topical Bible study?
Prayer life?
Exercise? Go to the mall and walk? Situps? Buy an exercise bike? Used? Craisglist? Freecycle? When we have a job again?

Fold the laundry
Pay bills

Make more coffee

Learn to cook- healthy? Cheap? Tasty? Organize recipes? Learn to plan a grocery list on a budget with a menu in mind? Wash dishes. Clean the kitchen.

Catch up on photos. Find an efficient way to upload to Snapfish and get prints. Photo Christmas cards? Christmas newsletter? e-letters save postage, lack charm. Photo gifts for grandparents? 3-month blog post with pictures.

Reading. CS Lewis. Set Reading Goals. Write about what you're reading in blog. Abandoned Perelandra entry; entry about Perelandra entry. Resume? Or just keep moving?

Spend some time with Nate. Without the baby?

Call some friends. Make plans to get together.

Ministry? Resume nursery? Or something a little more gutsy. Outreach? Witnessing?

Crafts. Sewing things for the baby. Christmas quilt?

Celtic Christmas music. Fireplaces. Learn to sing better? Learn the words to more hymns.

Figure out some activities with a 3-month-old.

Resume study of maths? Begin where we always begin again: at the end of the Calculus book.

These, and many more things, are on my mind. These are why I haven't been blogging.

Life overwhelms me with its choices sometimes. And because I cannot engage in 5 activities all at once, at time I become paralysed, doing little or nothing.

I am like a five year old, released in a giant room with 1,000,000 toys. There are so many to play with that I just stand there, unable to choose.

I'm not unhappy; on the contrary, I am joyful and peaceful and thankful for everything that I have. My brain just seems to me fundamentally wired in such a way that I struggle with deciding what to do on a daily basis. And because I cannot seem to make decisions about what is most important- because I cannot prioritize- I often have the sensation of living my life randomly, of filling my time randomly instead of purposefully and intentionally. I give myself an F for time management skills. I crave more structure, an ability to make decisions about time in some capacity beyond Randomness.

Today I feel like the main character in "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time," so overwhelmed by the millions of possibilities of life that I cannot function like a normal person.

I have so many options for what to do that I have nothing to do.

Don't worry. Again, I'm not unhappy. The sensation has come before and it will, no doubt, pass.


Monday, October 29, 2007

You've MISSED me, haven't you? I know you have!!

Greetings, internet friends!

Contrary to what you all may have guessed and feared, I did NOT die of The Sickness I suffered a few weeks ago. [If I were going to be really dreadfully honest with you all, I would confess that The Sickness lasted only 48 hours or so, meaning it probably wasn't The Influenza, after all. Why, WHY are all my hopes of melodramatic glory always dashed so...? Sigh...] [What, you think I'm weird? Come on, now, admit it- didn't any of you guys daydream about "swooning from consumption" or some such nonsense when you were a kid? cf Anne Shirley...]

ANYway, since that time I started a couple of entries that I never finished- one about Perelandra, and one about the entry about Perelandra- but in some ways I haven't had that much to write about. These are peaceful, happy days, blissful days of baby adoration and domesticity. I do a lot of little things every day that need to get done, but that aren't really blogworthy- like reorganizing the baby's clothes (again! much to Nate's confusion), finding car insurance for our new car, trying to make sense of all the statements from my insurance company about our hospital bills, etc. I'm reading That Hideous Strength, and trying to figure out how to have more in-depth Bible studies.

And having teased you with that morsel of insight into my life, without further ado, here is what you have REALLY missed... the baby pictures!!

Madelaine is increasingly interested in playing with toys (in the still fairly short stretches of time between eating and sleeping), and Nate is great at playing with her and letting her reach for things.

Okay, lots more to post, but baby is crying so must go to bed with her...

Part II tomorrow maybe?

Love, Neb

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Sympathy Glutton

Good morning, beloved and most blessed of readers!

Here are the things I want to tell you about today.

1) (Dramatic drumroll, please): I AM SICK! I have The Sickness! Thursday afternoon at 3:29 pm I was all "La la la, life as usual" and at 3:30 I was all "Hmmm, I feel a little funny, I will lie down on the sofa with the baby" and by 3:35 I was all like "I have THE FEVER! I am SICK!" and by the time Adrienne came home, I was shivering hard and went into the bathroom and sat on the floor and announced with great theatrics, "I might pass out!" [I didn't, of course. I really did feel like I might, though.]

So, I just have the fever and the body aches, no snifflies or coughs or tummy trouble. To me, sudden onset + fever + body aches can only mean one thing: FLU! I have FLU! However, this point is not universally acknowledged. The past 36 hours in our home have witnessed many conversations like this:

Neb: [With great drama; fishing for sympathy] I HAVE THE INFLUENZAE.
Nate: No you don't! Also, it's influenza, not "influenzae." Influenzae is plural. You would only have "influenzae" if you had multiple stains.
Neb: Oh. Right. I have influenzA.
Nate: No you don't. Influenza is a RESPIRATORY illness. You don't have any respiratory symptoms.
Neb [triumphantly]: But these are EXACTLY the same symptoms I had that one time at Wheaton, when I went to the Health Center and they said YOU HAVE FLU and gave me the anti-flu medicine and I got BETTER quickly.
Nate: Yeah, well once I went to the Health Center at Wheaton and they said "you have 'flu'" and then they gave me Amoxicillian.
Neb: Oh.
Nate:The "anti-flu" medicine they gave you was really just anti-viral, in general.


Neb: GOOGLE FLU! SEE WHAT IT SAYS!! (Still convinced that SUDDEN ONSET and BODY ACHES are sure, undeniable signs.)
Nate: Hmmm. Well, here on Wikipeida it says that 98% of people with flu [we realized later it was only type A, but still] have a COUGH.
Neb: Oh.

(later again)

Nate: Honey, you don't even have a fever.
Neb: I DO TOO have a fever. [The digital thermometer the hospital gave us when M. was born had just shown 98.4] It is NOT MY FAULT that the thermometer is defective!! Also, my mouth is probably not designed right to take a temperature. Or something.
Nate: [Sigh]

(later I took it again and it was 100.8, nothing too impressive, but still, I was somewhat vindicated.)

(later again)
Neb: I want SYMPATHY! You are showing no SYMPATHY!
Nate: I don't understand the concept of "sympathy." When I'm sick I want something to actually make it BETTER, if possible, but not just words like "I'm sorry" that aren't going to do anything.
Neb: Well, maybe you could LEARN to show sympathy. Google "spouse illness sympathy"
Nate: [Sigh] Okay...

(later again)
Nate: [speaking as if in a foreign language] "I'M SO SOR-RY YOU'RE NOT FEEL-ING WELL, HONEY. CAN I GET YOU AN-Y-THING?"
Neb [beaming]: No. But thanks for asking.

Conclusion: I am the World's Worst Sick Person.

2) My husband! Might get a job after all! A nice government organization (that I will not actually link to) has informed him that he has made The First Cut! That means, probably, a nice scientist friend will call him up in a few weeks and say, "Come, be my Science Friend in my lab! Do the scienc-y things with me! And our generous Uncle Sam will pay you lots of money, for the baby! And your wife!" It would be a Real Grown-up Job! With a salary! And vacation! And benefits! And they would even pay MOVING expenses! And it's near my parents! :-) So this is Very Exciting. Thanks to all of you who have been praying for us.

Okay, maybe that is all I want to tell you right now. Because I want to go sit on the balcony and read Perelandra before it gets dark.

Love, Neb

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Neb's Exciting Day

Currently: eating breakfast- blueberry waffles, raspberry syrup, and banana slices (I resisted the urge to add vanilla ice cream. just barely though). And coffee, of course.

On today's agenda:

*Get dressed, put in contacts, try to tame mass of wild exciting hair...
*Bathe(?), Dress baby
*Read my Bible; read Madelaine's Bible story book to her
*Mail the title to our former car, and photocopies of the papers our insurance company lost
*Take out the trash and diaper pail bag (overflowing!! not good!!)
*Wash dishes
*Buy more coffee- we are COMPLETELY OUT (!!!)
*Clean the bathroom? It's been needing it for a long while...
*Finish going through clothes to give to Good Will
*Finish sorting through that box of miscellaneous baby stuff...
*Go to Lehigh with Nate and upload pictures to the internet so they can get printed...?

And of course: nurse the baby. Change the baby. Put the baby in sling. Take the baby out of sling. Etc etc.

So, if I get all of THAT done, I might just get to start Perelandra, having just finished re-reading Out of the Silent Planet. Seriously, how do people have so much time to read?!? One of the bloggers I read said she read 16 books in the month of September- and she works full time and has a four year old (and seems to spend most weekend nights going to clubs.) I guess with all the hundreds of hours I've spent reading blogs in the past year, I could have read more actual books- but then again, blog-reading (and writing!) has its place too. So I'll just do what I can. ;-)

Have a good day, everyone.

Friday, October 05, 2007

A request for help (from those of you who are actually literate)

Greetings, gentle readers.

I would like to read "Until We Have Faces," by C.S. Lewis, which is the retelling of the story of (Fill in the blank with name of some ancient writing.) Problem: I hate to confess this, but... somehow, I never read a whole big heap of the literature written before, say, 1800. Specifically, this whole genre called "mythology" is unfortunately and disturbingly foreign to me. I read Aesop's Fables once. Also, a drama entitled "Antigone," and part of a poem called "Beowulf," which I believe was about some kind of... large creature. I know that Dante wrote a work called "Inferno," and Chaucer wrote "Canterbury Tales." Also, I believe there was a beast called Cyclops that had one eye. Helen's face launched a thousand ships, but I don't know where they were sailing, and there was a big wooden horse full of soldiers. Thus ends my knowledge of literature, pre-1800.

(You think I'm kidding? I'm really not kidding! Oh sure, I've left out the smattering of Shakespeare I read and a few other things, but not much...)

Anyway, here is what I would like: I would like one of you Smart Literary People to recommend to me an Easy way to read enough mythology to understand CS Lewis a bit better...? Like, where should I start?

Preferably such a volume would contain some kind of Notes. (Written on a third-grade level would be best.)

Thanks awfully!

Love, Neb

Just like that stupid over-quoted Mastercard commercial...

New Coffeemaker: $29

New Haircut: $11

New Car: $5,920

Watching your baby get cuter every day: Priceless. :-)

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Hello...? Are these my hands...?

My child! With the not sleeping. Two nights. The fatigue! The crying! Coffee?

The new layout! Satellite! Is not spelled correctly. Sattelite? Sattellite? The Nebiverse and Her Little Satelite Revolving Celestial Body. Better! Planets graphic under banner? Won't stretch out properly! Blogger is Stupid.

Pediatrician today! Vaccinations! 5 of them. Ouch!
Donuts! Main carbohydrate of the postpartum lactating Nebiverse! SIGNIFICANT LACK OF NUTRITION!! Some have maize, some have cassava, some have rice, some have Wonder Bread. I have Donuts! Also? Coffee.

Child now Dozing on lap. Sleep when baby sleeps! But attempts to transition to sofa result in the waking. The Crying! Give it up. No hope. Sleep again when 45. Remember: not as bad as Real Analysis.
Goals for Someday Postpartum Life: buy a breadmaker and bake tasty homemade breads. Read everything CS Lewis ever wrote. Make a Christmas quilt for Vivian. Catch up putting photos in albums, ordering prints from digital. Grow some plants on the balcony and remember to water them. Write a long blog entry about the places I've lived. Write another letter to Madelaine. Write my Story.
Start over in the statistics book. Study some game theory and economics. Redo real analysis.
Give Shakespeare another chance. Start an exercise program and stick with it. Learn Greek.
Practice playing piano again. Review French and Spanish. Read books about art. Find out what made Jackson Pollack tick. Study Falling Water and look for insight.

Goals for Today's Postpartum Life: Put in my contacts. Brush my teeth. Wear something besides a nightgown. Eat something besides a donut. Be patient with my baby. Cherish every moment. Remember that they go by way too fast. Someday, I will sleep again, through the night, as long as I want, without a baby beside me, to cry, to interrupt, to wake me up.

Someday there won't be a baby beside me anymore.

I love you, Madelaine.

Love, Neb