I've been feeling very social lately, ever since I graduated BYU, and therefore lost my student job. Sometimes you just need to talk to someone who can talk back, and "Mama" or "Ut-Oh" doesn't count. Isn't it telling that my kid's first word besides Mama and Dada is Ut-Oh? I think that means I'm wound a little to tight. Either that or I love Neon Trees- Animal too much, which I like to think is the reason.
It seems that I picked the wrong profession for wanting to be social. Well, atleast for now. I'm sure things will change soon enough. Being a mom to a young baby will leave you feeling pretty isolated. Archie is a wonderful sleeper and he's just so great, but this kid will never sleep one wink unless he is in his own room, with the door closed, lights off, all alone, holding his giraffe. He will not sleep anywhere else. Will he sleep at his Grandma and Grandpa King's? No way. He refuses. I think because he knows he doesn't have to refuse very long before he gets to get up!!
So point being, I'll talk to a friend and ask what she's doing, and she'll say shes at home while her baby naps. And she'll ask what I'm doing, and I'm doing the same thing, so there we sit in two different houses, feeling lonely and bored, while baby sleeps.
Also, I think I should consider making my house more "child friendly." I try really hard to limit the amount of time I spend at home with Archie when he's awake, because I am constantly worried that he'll hit his head of the floor, or stain my couch or something.

This is an old picture from when we first moved in. Its a little less sterile now.
I'm not saying I don't have great friends and stuff, just that so often I feel trapped in my silent world where everyone must tip toe. Its either that or I'm chasing Archie everywhere, wondering what my friend would be saying if I could actually talk to her.

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Somebody with a TBI blog. Fancy that. It certainly got my attention. I'll come back to that in a subsequent correspondence.
I browsed around a little and then returned to something you wrote that didn't feel quite right. You wrote "... I need to open up more. That is something hard for me, because I'm a real person." That last bit "I'm a real person" needs editing. I went back and checked a few more or your entries and I can say without fear of contradiction You, Bree, are an UNREAL person. Quite the character inDEED. Good for you. I'm glad I found your blog.
More later. I have to go back and read about your equally unreal imaginary companion(s) Eddie and Archie.
TTFN.
Luke
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