Rob and I are settling into an evening of reading, movies, homemade brownies, and dark beer.  We are celebrating the fact that the week is over, that it is spring, and that Holden will be 9 months old this Sunday.  The babyproofing began in earnest today.  I sequestered all of our plants behind the couch and built a barrier using a tote, the couch, and a crate of records.  Now Holden will not be able to access the plants, or the litter box, which I am convinced he believes is a mysterious cat portal into a faraway cat world to which no humans are granted access.  

I still haven’t heard anything about re-scheduling my interview.  At this point, I am just using this time to decompress and to reflect on how imperfect this particular institution is—a fact that makes me feel better about my own shortcomings.  In addition, it makes me realize that this might not be the perfect fit for me—-if the institution is weighed down with disorganized committees and poor communication, this might not be the right thing for us.  I will know for sure when I actually get there (you know, sometime in the next decade or so!)  I have a feeling that there are a few people who are dragging their feet—those few who insist on being a part of the interview process but aren’t actually ever around to do so.  It makes the job of everyone who *is* on the ball that much tougher.  

That said, most things are looking up.  I found out 2 weeks ago that my manuscript was finally accepted.  And I also met my pumping goal for my milk donation, so that is another weight off my chest (teehee).  I just need to arrange for a cooler to be delivered so I can ship the milk off for processing.  I would feel awesome right now if I were sleeping a bit better.  Holden has been waking up constantly throughout the night…pretty much every 1-2 hours.  He’s not hungry, just in pain from teething.  This has been going on since January.  Today I noticed that he has a fourth tooth poking through, on the opposite side from the last tooth to emerge.  Yes, our son has fangs.  Last night I had my first corneal erosion since November, which means that I am back on the clock for the 3-month healing period.  It’s so frustrating.  Now I am back to using eye ointment nightly.  If I’m still having problems when I am done with the breastfeeding, I may have the debridement procedure repeated.  And I won’t skip the Vicodan this time.