On January 20, we may be inaugurating a new president, but in equally exciting news (at least for our family), Sophie will be starting preschool – three mornings a week. So that she’s all ready for full-time pre-K in September. She’s constantly talking about her little friends who are going to school and smiles whenever she mentions it.
Category Archives: Frazzled Working Mom’s Fleeting Moments (2007-2013)
Better Late Than Never…Hanukkah 2008
I Should Have Known Better
It was inevitable, I suppose. I should have listened to my brain last night before I went to sleep because it was screaming, “Take some sleeping pills, you dope!” Needless to say, I didn’t heed my brain’s sage advice, and I spent half the night fighting insomnia, thinking about all of the work stuff I had avoided thinking about during my vacation. The upside to this was that I arrived at work this morning knowing pretty well what I needed to do. The downside is that I felt like puking all day long from lack of sleep.
Back to Work
Sadly, tomorrow is around the corner. Which means it’s back to work. Tomorrow marks my year anniversary at the firm. Time flew.
Hamster in a Ball
January 1, 2009
Here we are closing in on the end of the first day of 2009. It was a fairly uneventful day, as I’ve found most New Year’s Days to be. We lounged around in our pajamas until 11 AM, played board games and I escaped for a couple of hours to check out the sales at the mall – a disappointing excursion that didn’t yield much, except for two very cheap pairs of pants from J. Crew.
Au Revoir 2008
This is how we’re ringing in the new year. With a demolished sunroom that was collapsing because a previous owner didn’t bother to pour a foundation when it was built. The good news is that it’s now on its way to being cured. The bad news is that we have to do rebuild it in the first place. At least one thing is sure about the imminent arrival of 2009: it will be memorable for the new and improved room.
Our Hamster Friends
Shrinkwrapped!
I have discovered the best new punishment ever (ignore Chloe’s smile in the photo). All you need is large cellophane bag and a vacuum cleaner. You put the misbehaving child into the bag, turn on the vacuum, and voila! Instant immobility.
Does One Night a Pattern Make?
For the first night since before I turned 40, Sophie slept. Quietly and peacefully. Without waking up once. I woke up this morning and slowly realized that we didn’t have a little Sophie in our bed and that I had no nightmarish memory of my husband or me sleepwalking into her room in response to her screaming pleas.