Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don’t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way.
I’m in the process of weaning from the pump. This is easily said and difficult to accomplish: an object in motion tends to stay in motion until acted on by an outside force, right? I’ve got a pretty strong vector in the milk production direction and am having to apply some significant outside forces to change to a non-milk-producing vector.
Benji is a strange child.
We’ve offered him smooshed-up avocado with milk and apple sauce liberally cut with milk, with zero interest. We’re not expecting him to get any nutrition from “solid” food yet, so come isn’t a big deal… But most of the time we offer anything, Benji makes it abundantly clear he’d prefer milk, thank you very much.
He did seem to show a little interest in the raw carrot when I gave him that, but it was a reserved and cautious “this may not be 100% terrible” response.
Today was final exam day in Mom’s chemistry class. Mom had to make the answer key, and Benji helped out when she got stumped.
Granted, his answer to everything was “milk,” but that’s not so different from the correct answer always being “c.”
Also today Benji received his first-ever international package: a French kids book from my Uncle Gerard. After a quick sample, Benji confirmed that the book was indeed to his taste.
A strong overtone of sparkles with a hint of cardboard, followed by an exotic splash of foreign spices. Thank you to Uncle Gerard for expanding our horizons.
Benji has yet to figure out what this ball is for. It’s easy to to grab, but too big to hold in one hand, and those knobby bits sure feel weird on the tongue.
Incidentally, I’m petty sure I saw this same ball at my physical therapy office. I really can’t imagine that they have patients licking the ball, which is our primary use…
Benji has been more cuddly and a little less exploratory lately. This suits my mom just fine, as baby cuddles are about the nicest cuddles out there. Mom came and took care of Benji and me both Thursday and Friday this week, as I struggled to head off an incipient mastitis infection and recouped from a totally sleepless night. I am deeply grateful for her help this week, which enabled me to pump and rest assiduously; and, really, I’m grateful for all the help we get from our families, who give us sanity time. It’s such a huge gift I can’t even express my thankfulness.