SK--can you teach without a teaching degree? Here, you can't. And your OH is aware that if you get a job and he is home, that you can now dump creche, as he will be the all-day, full-time caretaker, right? Where would you move to? To London? I'm so sorry about your flu! Why do you think an airplane flight did this to your neck?
Kitty--here I am complaining all the time about not being able to go out and the accompanying boredom. But are you able to leave the house with B, yet? Can you explain how it works? Did you get to go outside last summer at all? And now?
Re: SA--well then, I hope that things work out with my sister and the sep. anxiety. If it ends at three years, and the LO has to go to nursery at a year and a half, I still don't see how it will work. But other children have problems with SA, and still go to nursery, so my sis and BIL won't be alone.
AFU--We went swimming again yesterday, and OH came, too. J found a watering can, and spent a marvellous majority of the time pouring water on all three of our heads. And you could see J's lips turn blue and him shivering as he worked, and we kept asking him if he wanted to go, and he refused. That's my swimmer! He also would walk without fear into deeper waters to submerse his cold shoulders and would stop when he began to swallow water. He didn't even care; it was just a sign to stop walking.
J's also allowing me to take his hand and walk together now. Before it was so hard; if OH wasn't there, I had to carry him myself or he'd run off. Now he sweetly lets me takes his tiny hand and we creep along, as I match his tiny stride. OH won't even consider doing this with J, as his stride is so long and he refuses to truncate it, even for his son. This is a very strange aspect of my OH's character. OH used to stand at the front of crowds, blocking everyone's view because he is so tall. When I pointed this out, he said "So? It's not my fault they're short!" In fact, he did something similar on our first date that makes people wonder why I even stayed with him.
We went to see a movie in a really, really old theatre in downtown TO. We were in the front row. As we were watching, the ceiling started to fall on us in huge chunks! A friend of mine, who was sitting next to me, had one land solidly on her head. I turned to OH to see what we were going to do, and I saw him halfway towards the emergency EXIT door, leaving the theatre! He didn't even look back once to see if I were okay! I asked him afterwards what on earth he was thinking. He said that he knew that I was close to the door, and figured I was safe, so it wasn't necessary to watch out for me! He wasn't even out in the alley when I finally came out; I found him around the block, smoking a cigarette. Again, I asked him what he was doing??? He said that when the firemen arrived, he felt nervous smoking in front of them, so he took off again.
When people wonder why I agreed to date him a second time, I tell them that I felt he was a "lost soul who needed to learn some manners!" I, of course, was going to be the one to change him!