Wednesday, October 29, 2008

We've Got Our Hands Full

Sorry we haven't blogged in a while. I think it's been over a week. I hope you haven't been suffering from withdrawal. Life has been very busy here. Actually, I'm not sure if that is true. Life has seemed very busy these days. My workload is beginning to resemble what it was this summer before Promise was born. I'm very happy to be busy and some good stuff is happening (more on that later), but everything seems to take longer when you've got an infant in your arms.

We finally finished our newsletter this week (click here if you didn't receive a copy by email, and be sure to let us know that you'd like to be on our email list). I had started writing it three or four weeks ago, but got distracted with other things. Writing a two page newsletter is tricky when you've got your hands full. Even simple emails are tricky. I am often having to resort to the old one finger, hunt-and-peck method of typing, while I attempt to balance Promise on my lap and hold her bottle in her mouth with one hand.

Bethany and I have done our best to share the baby duties, so that we can both get our work done. Bethany has been a huge help even though she is in the middle of a crash course on anatomy, so she's often either in class or busy with homework. My phone has been ringing off the hook, and my email account is a hub of activity.

Just to keep things interesting, the Jehovah's Witnesses keep showing up at the door. It seems their doing a big PR push in our neighborhood. Unfortunately, they failed to coordinate their efforts, so every couple of days a different group of people tries to convert me with the same silly magazine. I haven't been converted yet. I think they're operating under the assumption that I will relent and join their church just so they'll stop ringing my doorbell.

It's funny, we spend so much time trying to get Promise to go to sleep; but once she's sleeping, I really miss her. She is just so cute. I've always been annoyed at parents who go on and on about how cute their kid is. I'm astonished to discover that I am not immune to this perplexing behavior. So if I'm annoying you by always talking about my cute kid, you can feel free to tell me to stuff it, but I'm not likely to listen.

You all have the newsletter to read, and I've got emails to write and meetings to prep. So I think I will finish this for now. I'll catch up with you in a few days and tell you what I've been up to. Here's a few of photos of my little Lady Bird. Oh brother, I sound like such a dork.



Heidi said...

Tim your transformations into a Daddy Dork make me smile! I have a suggestion for you (coming from a have no children know it all!) Why don't you attach her to you - like with cloth (we all know you are secure enough in your manliness!) Then you might have a free hand or two! For a video on how to - go to - my friends have told me this can help them get stuff done while holding the kid - but hey who am I to know. Thanks for the effort to keep your blog up to date - Lil'P is a beauty!
Love to you all

Anonymous said...

Hey Tim, Heidi is right! As a mom who still has her 16 month old attached to her by a piece of cloth, it's really the only way I can get anything done. I started as soon as she was born and now she goes and gets the sling and brings it to me. Andy has even been seen wearing it! I highly recommend it.
Love Nicole

Anonymous said...

What a good daddy you are! Wait until you become a grandad, then you really get dorky! Everything is about the grandbabies! When I stop to think about it, that's how God intends it to be. Otherwise, how would we understand, even a little, of how He loves and gets "divinely dorky" over us.
The picture in pink is precious! Read your newsletter...very well done!
Love ya,

Anonymous said...

Hi Timmybomb,

Thanks for taking time out of your bus(y)iness.

Love your photos! - as usual.
The B&W is especially great. You are one of the best photographers I know (of). Keep on shooting & making photos.



BeccaLynn said...

Welcome to parental dorkdom. Hey, I'm giddy (seriously) because Seth has started to tell me 'poopy!' when he poops. He's becoming self aware, and potty training just might be a reality! Having TWO in diapers is just a little crappy. ;-)