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posted by Jason 1:19 AM
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posted by Jason 1:19 AM
A year ago, Emelyn and Olivia spent a lot of time together in Cambridge, though both ladies were in utero at the time.
Last night was one of those moments we’ve been looking forward to ever since — a chance for both babies to finally meet each other. Here’s a short little video:
posted by Jason 11:25 PM
It’s been awhile since I’ve had time to edit and upload any video here. Nevertheless, Az and I figured we ought to post something — anything, really. So here’s a few short snippets, in no particular order. All done very quickly, nothin’ fancy:
posted by Jason 12:50 AM
Tonight was my first ‘night out’ in London; I took leave of Azure and Emelyn to join my co-Googlers for after-work drinks. The occasion seemed special enough: the crew I work with is a frighteningly disciplined/workaholic bunch, so even when I leave at half-six on Friday to catch the 7:15 train, I’m usually the first out the door. The rest stay working until, well, who knows?
Anyhow, blame it on Christmas, Chanukah or just a cheerful holiday spirit, but today we all shut our laptops at six PM sharp, and ran out the door for drinks. And unlike Cambridge, where the choice of beverages varies between ale, lager, and warm ginger beer, tonight we wound up at some fancy London watering-holes that could actually mix a proper martini. (Eighteen dollars a pop, once you figure in the exchange rate, but I strive not to play that particular counting-game anymore. You can’t win.) Our office is an a ‘posh’ neighbourhood, I guess.
And so now it’s 11:30 and I’m still nowhere near home. Azure gets a gold star for actually encouraging me to do this — to skip out with my colleagues for the night — but the (sad? nah, not really) fact is that I’m happy to finally be on the train home, with less than an hour to go.
It’s a long day, this. Emmie woke me at six-thirty-ish this morning, with a few solid slaps to the face — rather sweet, to be honest. See, she sleeps well in her crib, now, but since she’s all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and super-talkative right around dawn, Azure sometimes brings her into bed with the hopes of getting her to calm down for an extra hour of sleep. Which brings me back to those face slaps - Emmie’s in a grabby mood, these days, and while she can’t move around much, if she’s lying right between Az and I, she can still wiggle over and flail her arms so that they hit us right in the nose. With some spririt, too.
I tried my best to sleep though E’s cooing arrival this morning. But no dice. Along with a few successful swipes at my nose, she also managed a respectable uppercut to my chin that actually woke me up (for a minute). Course, all she does at that point is stare at you, with a sort of innocent, “What’s up?” expression.
Yeah. No doubt I’ll be getting more of the same in a few hours. So I suppose sleep would be good thing, right now, on the train, but I’m too scared to slumber through the Cambridge stop.
Regardless, it’s time to shut the laptop. To mis-quote Zero Wing, ‘Main screen turn off.’ — indeed.
Happy weekend!
posted by Jason 12:03 AM
Gah, what a long week. I was only in California four days, but arrived in a poor way; turns out the long-running on-again-off-again cold I’ve been dealing with is a chronic sinus infection (according to the Google doctor, at least) and so now I’m hopped up on antibiotics and Rx nasal sprays. Whatever my problem is, I know that my eardrums weren’t very happy on the plane, and made various squeaky noises in protest.
Unbelievably, then, I trundled back to Heathrow this morning, yet again. (It was my fifth trip there this month, thanks to Google Space). Reason being that I’d managed to leave my luggage on the Heathrow Express coming home last Friday - never even noticed until I was well off the Underground at King’s Cross. All I can say in my defense is that I was sick and tired at the time, and way too excited about seeing Emelyn again.
She’s grown, of course. In the five days that I was gone, Azure discovered that Em can stand up on her own two feet, so long as she has an object to push against. And her morning chattiness has assumed a more syllabic distinction - along with her trademark “Awwwwhoooo” she’s suddenly mimicking speech a lot better, with “yaaayaaayaaayaaa” being the new and improved mantra.
Elsewhere, Emelyn’s bottom two teeth are indisputable now. Her hairdo carries a little less presence; I nevertheless remain convinced she’s a tad fuzzier up top. She’s also grown into a few more of her dashing little outfits (but remains undecided what to wear on Christmas Eve — so I hear).
And that’s it, mostly We’ve had a couple bumpy nights of controlled crying as we try to find a sleep solution that makes Emelyn sleep on her own for more than 90 minutes at a stretch, which isn’t fun, and we’re dreading the 11-hour flight home with her, but hey - Christmas-time is close, and we’re all happy about that. Hoo-ray for holidays!
posted by Jason 9:18 AM
