After the new year, we decided, we would finally move Dylan’s crib out of our bedroom. It would be a little bit of a project. The crib would have to be taken apart because it is much too big to fit through the door. And my computer, files, and books would have to be moved into our bedroom so we could make the office into a nursery for Dylan.

And then we realize that this probably wont be happening. There is no cable hookup in our bedroom for the internet (and I’m glad we realized this before we took everything apart!). Which means that my computer cannot be moved to the bedroom, and Dylan cannot be moved either. Computers and sleeping babies don’t mix well.

This house is so badly designed. Actually, we are convinced that it was not designed at all - they must have just put up a few walls and plopped in a few outlets here and there as an afterthought. I build better houses in The Sims!!! There isn’t even really a cable hookup in the office either. Someone before us had somehow gotten a cable through the basement and up through a heating vent (2 stories!) into the office. The main telephone plug (hookup? outlet? what are the words for these things???) does not even have a power socket near it at all! We have to run an ugly 20 foot telephone cable to the nearest plug.

This house is JANKY! And we’re wasting insane amounts of money to rent it!

I don’t know what we’re going to do, but I have to get that baby into his own room. I haven’t looked into it, but I doubt we could get the approval (and I certainly don’t want to pay to) get a cable hookup rerouted to our bedroom. Maybe a wireless modem for the computer. Can you even get those for desktop computers? Any other ideas?

This is the coolest thing ever! Baby Rock Records. Rock music for babies! We’re getting the Radiohead, Coldplay, Pink Floyd, and Smashing Pumpkins when it becomes available

Look at me, I’m blogging during my allotted writing time. That is bad. But is it better than slacking entirely? Is it better than posting on my mommy boards, or going downstairs to watch The View? After all, I am sitting in a chair, at my computer, and I am writing. I think it’s a step in the right direction.

My baby naps, on average, four hours every day. One of those daytime hours must be spent pumping (don’t worry male readers - I am not going to talk about pumping ), so that leaves me three good hours to be my own person.

I am still, after six months, trying to fine tune this balance of being a mommy and trying to maintain some sense of my individual self. Maybe I’ll be working at this balance the rest of my life? But I think I’ve learned something here, so let me humor myself.

During his naptime, I will do the things that he doesn’t allow me to do while he’s awake.

You would think that sounds so simple, but it really just occured to me. I haven’t been doing that. Or more precisely, I haven’t determined exactly what those things are. The laundry, for example. Don’t fold the laundry while he’s sleeping. Sit on the floor and fold laundry while he’s playing. And look, he thinks I’m playing too! Writing cannot be done while he’s awake, so naptime is writing time. Don’t watch TV while he’s sleeping (actually, don’t watch TV at all). Don’t do the dishes or clean the house while he’s sleeping. Working out cannot be done while he’s awake (it actually could if we had a finished basement, but ick, I can’t bring him downstairs with the spiders! Knowing him, he would probably try to pick one up and put it in his mouth!) and showering cannot be done while he’s awake. So naptime is workout and shower time. Makeup and hair brushing can be done while he’s awake.

Do you ever figure out this parenting business? Do you ever get to a point where you think, hey, I know what I’m doing now?