myrddyn

reflections from the kiddie pool
2004-04-28 21:04:53 (UTC)

Baby's first


Baby's first birthday this weekend. I bought her a
basketball jersey from my college's basketball team, but
even though it is a 2T and fits now, she'll have outgrown it
long before the fall. So I'm sending it back for a 4T. She
can wear it like a nightshirt this summer, and it'll
probably fit very nicely by the time the season starts next
winter.

I bought it because it seems like most of her outfits are
pink. My wife got her a cheerleading outfit also from our
college. So I figure if she is in charge of feminine
development, I better step up and let her know she can cheer
if she wants to, but she can play if she wants to.

And if I had to judge, based on the fact that our 1-year-old
is looking pretty sporty in a 2T basketball jersey right
now, that she's going to be built more for the latter than
the former.

I really don't care, as long as she is physically active. I
think that's pretty important. If she would make a good 6'
cheerleader, that's great. She can swim, run track, play
basketball, volleyball, tennis, whatever she wants.

Me, I feel like a big blob of goo right now, but pretty much
everything is on hold. I'm not going to sign up for a gym
membership until I figure out whether I'm going to be here
in four weeks. Still no word on the interview, but no
negative word either. My wife figures the other position
they are interviewing for ahead of the one I applied for
will probably take them to the end of the month at least to
get that whole process behind them. It's frustrating to
wait, but what are you gonna do.

Work is, well, going as good as I can expect I suppose. My
sister is helping out around the office with our transition
from book research to online research. We found out she's
been, um, having extracurricular activities if you catch my
drift. Some 40-year-old with 3 kids, or something. It's
funny how the grapevine works in our family. Besides my
sister, there are three couples--my grandparents, my
parents, and my wife and I. Each of us gets a small piece
of the information and we choose to share or not to share
it. What results is that we all end up knowing about 75% of
what's going on.

That being said, it's a hell of a lot better dealing with my
sister, who at least has the propensity to divulge
information, rather than my parents, who have a particular
knack for making even their firstborn son feel like he's not
part of the family because of the information withheld.

It's been weird, having her here. On the one hand, it's
been great. But we all can't help but feel like this whole
thing is a little surreal, as if she is just here for a
placeholder until she does something exceedingly stupid that
we will all disapprove. Or that she's using us for
hillbilly entertainment and to store all her stuff until she
can blow this tiny town. It's just a feeling, but it makes
me uneasy around her sometimes despite the fact that she's
being perfectly nice and she has spent time with us and the
baby.

Anyway, it's an odd time to be me, that's for sure.




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