Well, well, well. Here we are at the end of May. I have a baby and a ridiculously clean kitchen. Sure, those items may seem totally disconnected. And maybe they are. But it’s Motzei Shabbos, and all my dishes are clean, the diapers are on their second cycle in the washer, the floor is mopped (okay, Swifter-ed), and I’m soaking my toasies (post-op procedure for those pesky ingrown toenails). And the brain is a-whirl.
Now for some updates:
We’re moving, G-d willing, July 1st, to a new apartment not too far from where we’re renting now. The upside? It’s almost $400 cheaper per month. The downside? We’re farther from our friends and out of the heart of the community. The landlord gave us the keys already, and we’re starting to move out of this place little by little (and I mean little). This is the reason for the clean kitchen; our landlord wants the house to be all immaculate when people come over, and I’m humoring her.
Moshe (the baby) is almost four months old and doing all sorts of cute things like smiling and kind of rolling over (though sporadically and perhaps accidentally), and even giggling. He’s on a pseudo-schedule, which is a rotation of sleeping, playing, and a diaper change interspersed regularly. We are thoroughly enjoying him.
Raphael (the husband) is almost done with his first year of residency. He’s on call tomorrow and then again Thursday. This means he’ll be gone almost half the week. Cah-razy. And this is even the new and improved schedule for residents. It used to be worse.
Me, I’m working part-time for Rebbetzin Blum (verrrry part-time, but it’s a start), and playing music with In Harmony, and brainstorming ways to incorporate more music into my life (teaching or accompanying or anything, really), to learn Russian, to beef up my spiritual stamina, to maintain the immaculateness of my house, to keep in touch with my friends, and so on and so forth.
I’m going to attempt to update this every week. It’s one of my goals. We’ll see how that pans out.