How things change...
I know, I am a terrible blogger. terrible. I really should just hang this whole thing up and admit defeat.
But, I'm stubborn...
There have been big changes here on the Ark. Big. Like, we know longer know where the Ark is going big.
Last month, I randomly applied for a job. Last week, I accepted the offer. On Friday, Dyke Two found out she might be losing her job.
In an amazing chain of events, my new job offers domestic partner benefits. And, will offer me flextime to take my last four classes.
But, the important news: Bigfella is truly wonderful. We're planning to trial milk or eggs sometime soon. He talks (a lot). Being weirdo, nerdy parents, we have a list of his words. I'm not sharing it. After all my months of saying that parents lie about their kids in the blogosphere, Bigfella has a list of words that would immediately make others assume I am lying.
But, for those of you whose babes aren't talking much, fear not. Bigfella is still attached to the breast for hours a day. He randomly slept through the night for a couple weeks this winter, and is now back to waking up 2 times a night.
We think he is cutting his second set of molars.