Just really quick comments on topic, since I'm on my iPod and can't scroll back to see what I'm forgetting:
Sick baby: So glad Claire's okay, though I can imagine any serious illness in a baby that young is stressful at best, even with a good prognosis. I have a friend back home whose 12-month-old got RSV and needed steroid treatments, he was having such trouble breathing. I'm SO glad Claire isn't that badly off!
New van: congrats, and I'm jealous!! :P Actually, our van is a Town and Country 97 and it's been nothing short of problem after puzzling, harrowing problem. From transmission failing to every electrical/sensor issue you can conceive of. I cannot wait to get a new van. Can. Not. Wait!
Baths: we only do once a week as well. Malcolm loved them as a brand new baby, but he's not so much a fan anymore- only tolerates it long enough to wash him quickly. I wonder if we had done daily baths, would he have kept enjoying them? Maybe if I did deep baths and got in with him again.
Landlord: Amy May, I hope your issues with breaking lease go smoothly. I can't imagine someone giving anyone as nice as you a hard time, especially when they're not doing everything they're supposed to. Good luck!!
I feel like I'm already forgetting something else I was going to comment on... Oh well.
AFM: I'm fairly miserable over here. Yesterday I woke up with a sore throat, started coughing by mid-day, and this morning it's a full-blown deep-chested cough. On top if that I have major sinus congestion, and (TMI, sorry) diarrhea. Not only that, but YAY (ha!), AF returned last night (and snuck up on me, too... At least I was home??). AND Malcolm literally screeched at the top of his lungs if I dared put him down. He had maybe one solid content period that lasted all of 10 minutes. Otherwise, I had to be holding him. On the plus side, I finally tried out a back carry with him because I was so desperate for normal arm usage. He didn't love it, but he did eventually fall asleep for half an hour. Oh, and the napping!! He took freakishly bad naps all day- those crappy 5-min-at-a-time kind. So you can maybe understand, how after how I was feeling physically, and after everything Malcolm was putting me through, I totally flipped out at dinner time. I had just driven long enough to get DD home from a playdate that Malcolm had fallen asleep soundly enough to not stir when I put him down in his little chair. It's tucked out of the way in our living room. I immediately start on dinner, immensely grateful that I had a cranky-baby-free window of time to work with, when I suddenly hear the @*%# baby chair's music turn on. 6yo DS had wandered over there and turned it on for whatever infuriating reason. I slowly walk out of the kitchen in wide-eyed horror, and yes, Malcolm's eyes are wide open, and yup, he started wailing again about half a second later. So yeah, I flipped out at poor DS6. But seriously, what on earth possessed him to wake my (finally) sleeping baby?!?!?!?!?
In good news, DH is supposed to get a permanent job offer from his temp-to-hire company on Monday! Anyone remember how long of a saga this has been? We were unemployed for 18 months when DH finally found a job through a temp agency last March. They were supposed to hire him on at about 3 months into the job, after they were confident of his fit with the company. After only 2 months in, they "promoted" him to a shift supervisor. Only, since he was still a temp employee, he got no perks or increased pay- just a 12-hour work day and more responsibility. They told him many times over the rest of the year that they were working on a job offer, they just had to wait for so-and-so's approval, or for funding, or, or, or. In the meantime he's been getting paid almost half of what he thinks his position is worth, and we've been tolerating no sick pay, no holidays, no paid time off, and crappy, crappy insurance that barely put a dent in the bills when DD broke her arm. So, yes, nearly a year later, and they're finally going to extend him a real job offer. I hope they make it worth it!!! (Though honestly, we're so not thrilled with the company and their long-term prospects that DH is looking elsewhere for a new job, and has high hopes for one close by- he had lunch with a friend of his sister who is an engineer there, and he thinks DH would be a great fit.)
Okay, that was a book of a post. So sorry! I always get long-winded when I don't mean to. I should have noticed that my iPod-typing hand was getting cramped....