As predicted, I completely jinxed myself. Mere hours after I posted yesterday, Right Bottom Molar reared its ugly, ugly head. What a mess of Motrin, teething tablets and tears. Many, many tears. It is so frustrating to hold a child as they writhe in pain and not be able to do much to ease their suffering. Arun is doing better today, but no school for him since he was sick last night. One advantage to a talking toddler is that Arun was able to tell us that yes, his tooth hurt and yes, it is this tooth that hurts and why yes, he would like some Motrin, pass the syringe already, DUDE.
In other news, a friend of mine started blogging last week. However, I want to give her a month of writing before I link to her. Can you help a blogga out by giving her some newbie advice?? Seriously - think back. WAY back. What advice would you give a new blogger? Here is mine:
1. Play with it for awhile. Have FUN.
2. I recommend not using real names until you figure out what you want to talk about and how anonymous you want to be. I was VERY anonymous on Rancid Raves for the first year because I was working at the Fed back then. Little by little I started coming out.
3. Be your own Audience of One. If it does not interest you, then do not write about it. However, if it interests you, but you think it might be boring to others, still write about it. Sunday's post is a good example. That was a rather boring post, but I wanted to remember what a sweet weekend it was. That post was totally for me.
4. Don't use your blog as a stomping ground for loved ones. X and I are a normal couple with normal problems. However, he is the most important person in my life. I want my blog to reflect that.
5. Respect your children's privacy. I used the Middle School Rule. I imagine one of Arun's Middle School friends reading this blog. Would what I write bring Arun unending shame? If so, it doesn't make the blog.
6. Carry a small notebook with you to jot things down that you think you might want to write about.
7. Did I say have FUN with it?
So......Little Miss Thang turned 6 months last week - I finally downloaded the snaps. What a sweetie! Although, with a coiffure like that, we should have named her Blanche. With that hair, Anju looks as if she is much closer to collecting Social Security than I am. At least those curly locks are not blue.
It is insanity to me that she is now 6 months. I cannot believe that she is log-rolling across our living room. That she can roll in both directions. That she can sit in a shopping cart. That she is trying to pull her legs underneath her. That she is belly-laughing at Arun's antics. That she cries when I leave the room. That she can reach for toys and pull them into her mouth. That she can sit in a playground swing. That she squeals for her daddy. That she babbles all the time. That she is ready for solid food. That she was ever not in my life.
I had no clue as to what I was missing.