Earlier tonight I was snuggled up with my little guy and could not believe that he used to fit in my belly!
He'll be one in about two weeks. He's talking a lot--he says "up," "that," "uh oh" (especially right after he deliberately chucks something on the floor") and "whoa," which is unbelievably cute.
Still cruising; no walking. He went to a baby sing-a-long last week and the sitter told me he was standing up independently when all the other babies did it. And he still has six teeth. So that's what he's up to.
In other news, we're selling our apartment because we live in the ghetto. Somebody got shot on our street, at 4:30 a.m., as my husband was rocking S. back to sleep. So yeah, we gotta GTF outta here. It is upsetting, because we love the apartment and it is a giant fucking hassle, but it'll be worth it to live somewhere where we feel safe. So we'll probably rent in a safer Brooklyn neighborhood. I am trying to wrap my brain around maybe moving to the 'burbs and I can't. I'm sure there are nice towns, the schools are probably better, blah blah blah. But also: a three-legged commute (drive to train station, take train, then take subway) each way, five days a week. Also, driving. Also, no more Brooklyn. I am not ready for that jelly. Not now and possibly not ever.
He'll be one in about two weeks. He's talking a lot--he says "up," "that," "uh oh" (especially right after he deliberately chucks something on the floor") and "whoa," which is unbelievably cute.
Still cruising; no walking. He went to a baby sing-a-long last week and the sitter told me he was standing up independently when all the other babies did it. And he still has six teeth. So that's what he's up to.
In other news, we're selling our apartment because we live in the ghetto. Somebody got shot on our street, at 4:30 a.m., as my husband was rocking S. back to sleep. So yeah, we gotta GTF outta here. It is upsetting, because we love the apartment and it is a giant fucking hassle, but it'll be worth it to live somewhere where we feel safe. So we'll probably rent in a safer Brooklyn neighborhood. I am trying to wrap my brain around maybe moving to the 'burbs and I can't. I'm sure there are nice towns, the schools are probably better, blah blah blah. But also: a three-legged commute (drive to train station, take train, then take subway) each way, five days a week. Also, driving. Also, no more Brooklyn. I am not ready for that jelly. Not now and possibly not ever.
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