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The big issue remains the children's sleep. We got Dillo to sleep yesterday afternoon by driving around in the car "exploring", and he made the transfer inside and slept for 4 hours. But then didn't get to bed until 9 and was up too many times in the night as usual, and up in the morning at 7. Casper didn't get to bed last night until 10 (was lying awake in her bed for at least the final hour) and slept in until 10am. She still looks awful (bags under the eyes and cough), and how we're going to be ready for a 7:45 start of school a week from today I have no idea. Dillo slept a little in the car late this afternoon (more "exploring") but woke up grumpy after 45 minutes and took a long time to regain his humanity. I've asked mr. flea to put him down tonight and there has been a lot of crying. I really need to get him nightweaned (first) and sleeping through (second) and he really doesn't want either. But my sanity is seriously going from the chronic exhaustion.

Dillo went on a visit to his new daycare this morning and it was a success. mr. flea was able to leave him for 45 minutes while he filled out paperwork and talked to the director. He hugged me tightly when he got home but was able to tell me about the visit (Jenny and Terry are the teachers; he played on the playground; he ate raisins for snack). He might be better cared for by them, at this point; at least they could probably get him to nap. I'm honestly considering sending him even before we need to. We're paying for all of August anyway and the structure would be better for him than the mess we have going on here. They even have home-cooked vegetarian meals, whereas here we eat hot dogs and tater tots.

We don't need to send Dillo to day care soon any more because mr. flea was unable to get his "I finished my dissertation" letter in time to be processed to start work on Monday, so now he can't start work until the 18th. I'm not happy about this; the whole reason we had the clusterfuck of dissertation defense + move two days apart was to make the August 4 start date. We could have had a much easier time of things if we'd known. It's like the fucking dissertation has to come around and bite me in the ass one last time. (The letter was delayed because mr. flea's revisions needed revisions, due to formatting issues, and the office that checks in dissertations was moving this week.) So, we had recriminations and defensiveness while we drove around "exploring" this afternoon. That was fun.

In good news, our social whirl continues; we've been invited to a party tomorrow night. It's at 7:30 pm and no kids, so if we make it it will probably be as a tag-team, since even if we could find a babysitter at this date I would hesitate to inflict our overtired and ill-behaved children on some innocent teenager, at bedtime. The family has a daughter Casper's age with the same name. The other good news is we found mr. flea's bicycle helmet (which was missing in NC) and the power cord to my computer, which somehow got packed in a box marked "Christmas lights."

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Mar. 13th, 2007 11:31 am
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1. Medela Pump In Style, borrowed from a friend, works fine. But the sucker is huge and heavy - the pump is built into the carrying bag - and as you may recall I pick up two children, one of whom I carry, and take them home on a bus. So I've put a bid in on ebay for a new Ameda Purely Yours. Word to those in the market - lots of good prices on breast pumps on ebay, and the Ameda can be completely sterilized so it's perfectly safe to share. I should be able to get one for $50 including shipping, I think.

2. I fell to Librarything this morning. I am there under the same name as here. Shaky fist to the timesuck!

3. Poor Dillo was very goopy-eyed this morning. Will the fellow ever be well? The last two nights he has slept worse than ever in his life, basically because he is sick.

4. I slept like crap last night, aside from the Dillo wakeups. I am only barely sick, but when I lie down quietly and try to sleep, breathing makes my throat tickle. I was awake until at least 11 and up for the day by 5.

5. We are having another round of Dissertation Angst (front burner version - it's always there, of course). I am trying to help. The big looming issues are a) money (student loan, parent loan, liquidate some assets?) and b) transition. If he isn't finished by midsummer and confirmed in a job, what to do? I hate to place Casper in school in August and then take her out to move to Ohio in October. But it may happen. Goddamnit.

6. Should go eat something. Have managed to depress myself.

7. Oh! Baby of yesterday named Harrison HerLastName HisLastName. Not sure if he's to be a Harry or what.

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