Yes Baby

Roxanne is really becoming a little lady these days. She is becoming more and more sturdy and interactive. Like a toddler. When you nod at her and say yes, she gets this very earnest look on her face and nods back. She's just full of facial expressions. I put some photos on Flickr of her mugging for the camera, and in a couple of them, you can even see her teeth! She hasn't gotten any new ones lately (I don't think) so she just has 8 for now. Four on top and four on bottom. I just love the big gap between her front teeth. It's adorable. You can see it in the photo above. Cute, right? I guess I'm biased because I have one, but I'm also relieved to see that so far (BIG KNOCK ON WOOD) her teeth are pretty straight. Nothing makes me realize that I am actually a parent like thoughts of orthodontic bills. I mean seriously. That is grown up business. I feel like it was pretty recent that I was checking the trash at Pizza Hut for my retainer that I accidentally threw away.

Justin and I are having lots of exciting conversations lately about "the future." Stuff like our jobs, our family, our living situation, etc. One of the fears I have about having Roxanne young (as we did) is that any goals and/or plans we had before getting pregnant might get forgotten. Well, not forgotten necessarily, but sort of skipped over due to our daily realities and responsibilities with a family. I won't speak for Justin, but I'm still thinking big (in some ways) and right now I'm thinking about trying to become a lactation consultant. Which means I'd probably have to be an RN. So that might not be feasible, but I'm going to keep looking into it. I feel like it's something I wouldn't even have thought about if it weren't for Roxanne. But I'm really happy nannying for now, and I assume I will probably do that for a few years (hopefully with the same family I'm with now) until Roxanne starts school. Then we'll see. I'm not in a rush, but for the first time in a while, I feel like I have the leisure of looking at my options without the panic and desperation I felt while trying to leave my last job. It's really a relief. And I learned a good lesson. I never want to work in the legal industry... Thank goodness I didn't try for law school before working as a paralegal for a while. And now, it's fun trying to decide what I want to be when I grow up. Suggestions are welcome, especially if you are friends with any big shots at major publishing houses and can get me a book deal to write some awesome Sedaris-style memoirs. I'm working on those in my spare time. I have some now!!!!

This is a really random and rambling post. Sorry. Welcome to the way my brain works. Maybe some day I can convince Justin to get on here and write a post. But he probably wouldn't be as psyched about sharing his innermost thoughts with the internet. Maybe it's some kind of disease I have...