On Wednesday morning, I finished up the course work for my class at UCR. Final essays graded? Check! Revision essays graded? Check! Final exams graded? Check! Check! I have about a week and a half left at MSJC and then it's winter break, which of course means back to work on the dissertation. I'll also be starting my job search. Yes. I'll soon be finishing grad school, which means I'll have to find an actual job. Yikes! Although I was very exciting to finish up at UCR, Wednesday was a long, miserable day because Miss LB was just not herself. She woke up crying in the morning and again after her nap. She was just so tender about everything; the littlest things kept setting her off. She'd been the same all week. Tom and I couldn't figure it out. She kept signing "pain," but we weren't sure what exactly was hurting her. The sign for "pain" involves two parts--both the sign, but you're also supposed to make the sign over whichever body part is hurting. Unfortunately, LB only understands the first part and hasn't quite worked out that she also has to show us what hurts. Tom and I guessed that she might have a sore throat or might be teething because she made the sign a couple of times while eating. But . . . I also saw her sign a couple of times after having a diaper change, so we guessed she might be constipated. Or maybe she's suffering from all three? She's quite the enigma.
After Wednesday's nap, I decided the best thing for a grumpy baby in some kind of pain was a bit of distraction, so we went to a new park nearby. All the equipment was so bright and shiny. LB quickly forgot about whatever was ailing her while she ran back and forth checking everything out.
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