I always try to talk about things other than Mateo, but my professional situation is under wraps right now so there's no news on that front. I live with my parents, so my social life is not all that thrilling. And even if it had the possibility of being excited, I am on such an early-to-bed, early-to-rise schedule that I pretty much have zero chance of not being in my pajamas by 9:30. So: Mateo it is.
In the space of about 10 days, he learned to stand up in his crib and to crawl. His tooth is also now openly visible and reasonably painful when he decides to chew your finger. He is now official My Big Boy.
In non-Mateo news, I am having a hard time with The Next Step. I spent so much of my time in France agonizing over the "Should I live in France of the US?" question that I thought things would become much more simple once Stateside. Finally, I could let that question drop. But of course, now the question has become "Where should I go in the States?" And also, "Can I get a job?" Most people tell me give it six months, so I am trying not to stress myself out too much. I only really started thinking about this as of 2008. Big Life Decisions are not easy.
I am working a lot this week and we are doing grueling, physical work as we set up and open a new store. I laugh at the little girls on the staff who don't carry around 20-pound wiggle worms all day. My days are from 8:30 to 6:00, so free time will be minimal. Also, we are looking into day care possibilities for the babe, maybe two or three days per week. PRICEY is the main adjective that comes to mind when I consider that possibility, so we shall see. There is no point in working just to pay for his day care...
A coworker of mine accidently said that word "managerize" yesterday, and I sort of love it. I don't just need to manage things, I need to MANAGERIZE! It makes it sound like cardio. Which, given all the big decisions and organization and so forth needed in the coming months, might not be so far off the mark.
See? I managerized to talk about something else for three whole paragraphs.
I remember Little S changing so much during 7-9 months. It was nuts!
Good luck with all your managerizing! Change is difficult but exciting.
Having lived in Paris, I would think that the East Coast would suit you the best. But of course there are many factors to consider.
Not sure where you're living now (I don't know if you're keeping that anonymous or not).
If you're looking for cosmopolitan there's always San Francisco, where I live. There are 5 (!) French schools here. My hometown of Seattle is good too - a big city that feels very much like a community...if you can get past the weather.
What's a wiggle worm, btw?
Um, I'm a dork. I just got it. Never mind. Sheesh, I'm slow today...
hey, I kind-of like this buzzgirl lady. She sure knows how to pick the good cities in the states :) not that I'm biased or anything. and keep on talking bout the lil one (damn he's big now!), cuz its sure more exciting than what's going on in this girl's no baby, free to go out at night but never do life! somewhere along the line, I seemed to have lost my crazy side...could it be the lack of a better half? At least I've got my better other other half here, but man, where did my better half, and the 7 month old better other half disapper to :) so it sounds like a full blown party at the C maison!