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May. 8th, 2025 09:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
m_of_disguiseWent home at lunch and stayed there, but it was not the restful afternoon I'd hoped for. The baby was on a tear and was having a very rough day, crying at the drop of a hat, screaming at everything, just generally having a tough time. She did get in a two-hour nap, and it was nice to have a little bit of quiet time to myself, but she woke up wailing inconsolably, to the point we thought something was physically wrong with her.
But no, she was just having a bad day.
M had an enormous number of accounts come in, and was unable to help with her at all. In fact, he was so stressed about work that he was actively unhelpful, just coming out of the office everyone once in a while to vent or complain and then disappear again. I eventually packed the baby up and took her outside to play, where she got nice and muddy from the recent rains and had a good time. She got a good bath afterward, which I had hoped would cheer her, but she went right back to yelling.
Eventually the mystery was solved, though. After her just standing in the living room and screaming repeatedly I just said "WHAT?! Use your words, what do you want?!" and she did the sign for "hungry" (she has a bit of sign language, which has been very helpful), so I made her a big pot of noodles, and a sandwich, and some cheese, and some fruit, and finally, FINALLY, she was settled and happy.
She's definitely going through a growth spurt, because she is a little eating machine.
After her feast she was finally settled enough to realize how sleepy she was, and she went to bed without much fuss. I ate the last of my pizza and M and I watched the last episodes of Common Side Effects. It's an excellent show, probably one of the best I've seen in recent years, highly recommend.
M talked a bit about how stressed he is, and is coming more solidly to the conclusion that I may have to stay home once #2 is born. It's still in discussion, but I don't think he realizes how much work watching two kids while trying to do his job is going to be. Some days he's sure it won't be that much more work, and then days like yesterday he feels like going over a cliff. I'm all on board for staying home, so hopefully he catches up to me soon.
Maintenance made an appearance to look at our leaking bathtub faucet, which has been running continuously for about a week now. He concluded that he's going to have to buy the part for it, since we have one of the few renovated apartments with updated fixtures and not the stock stuff they have, and said that he'd be back. He also told us that he is now the only maintenance man for the entire complex, because the temps that they had hired the week before had all quit. It's now just him and a porter. Swell. We told him our AC had been out for nearly 2 months now, and he said that he knew nothing about ACs and couldn't help us. Super.
But no, she was just having a bad day.
M had an enormous number of accounts come in, and was unable to help with her at all. In fact, he was so stressed about work that he was actively unhelpful, just coming out of the office everyone once in a while to vent or complain and then disappear again. I eventually packed the baby up and took her outside to play, where she got nice and muddy from the recent rains and had a good time. She got a good bath afterward, which I had hoped would cheer her, but she went right back to yelling.
Eventually the mystery was solved, though. After her just standing in the living room and screaming repeatedly I just said "WHAT?! Use your words, what do you want?!" and she did the sign for "hungry" (she has a bit of sign language, which has been very helpful), so I made her a big pot of noodles, and a sandwich, and some cheese, and some fruit, and finally, FINALLY, she was settled and happy.
She's definitely going through a growth spurt, because she is a little eating machine.
After her feast she was finally settled enough to realize how sleepy she was, and she went to bed without much fuss. I ate the last of my pizza and M and I watched the last episodes of Common Side Effects. It's an excellent show, probably one of the best I've seen in recent years, highly recommend.
M talked a bit about how stressed he is, and is coming more solidly to the conclusion that I may have to stay home once #2 is born. It's still in discussion, but I don't think he realizes how much work watching two kids while trying to do his job is going to be. Some days he's sure it won't be that much more work, and then days like yesterday he feels like going over a cliff. I'm all on board for staying home, so hopefully he catches up to me soon.
Maintenance made an appearance to look at our leaking bathtub faucet, which has been running continuously for about a week now. He concluded that he's going to have to buy the part for it, since we have one of the few renovated apartments with updated fixtures and not the stock stuff they have, and said that he'd be back. He also told us that he is now the only maintenance man for the entire complex, because the temps that they had hired the week before had all quit. It's now just him and a porter. Swell. We told him our AC had been out for nearly 2 months now, and he said that he knew nothing about ACs and couldn't help us. Super.
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Date: 2025-05-08 03:45 pm (UTC)Some of my most treasured memories of my very small child have to do with creative, fractured sign invention; their little brains really want to use language, even before their mouths are ready to produce it well.
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Date: 2025-05-08 05:30 pm (UTC)