Got a new job, so posting’s been slow. The job looks to be pretty exciting once I get my feet wet. Plus, it’s got the number one sought after mommy-benefit of being a work from home, flexible hour job. True, I have to be available by phone almost anytime, but the actual work can be done late at night, or during the day when kids are in daycare.
The best part of the job is that it pulls in all my expertise. I’ll be doing marketing, research and developing and maintaining contact with many interesting people in Israel’s technology sector. There is even an angle that gives some value to my dusty old law degree. So far, it’s got my energy up. Once I begin to feel comfortable with processes and procedures I expect some of it will actually be fun. The data input is probably the most tedious part, but even that is sort of relaxing after the work involved in making the contacts at a professional conference or other event.
The most challenging part for me is working efficiently from home, and managing the mother-to-work transition without putting added stress on the kids. Karen’s already voiced her opposition to me working again, but she was somewhat mollified when I took her to McDonalds and promised we’d still have our time together. She still makes it nearly impossible to hold any but the shortest phone conversations in her presence. Seeing me on the phone is her cue to start jabbering at me, pulling my arm, and throwing out words and phrases designed to get my attention.
We were really lucky to have a wonderful student with the kids for 1-2 afternoons a week. She received training from our speech therapist and works with Matan on communication. She also taught Karen English a while back and they have really good chemistry. Not everyone can deal with both my kids. Karen has scared off more than one caretaker.
Looks like things will get real interesting, real fast. Maybe it will be a good thing for everyone. It will end both the recurring flotilla crises and the blockade complaints. If everything can come and go via Rafah, then Gaza can no longer complain that it lacks goods or anything it needs to succeed. “The Occupation” would no longer be an issue in terms of their day to day living standards. Of course, we do hope our partners in peace, the Egyptians, monitor their borders carefully to ensure no military contraband gets across. Tunnels can still be used for smuggling weapons and drugs.
Egypt to permanently open Rafah crossing with Gaza on Saturday – Haaretz Daily Newspaper | Israel News.
…and a near drowning. Too near. We went to the beach this morning with friends, and the kids waded in up to their knees. I was with them both, when an undertow caught Matan off balance, and tipped him face forward into the water. I was only a few feet away, but couldn’t seem to reach him, and Karen, who was closest to his feet, tried pulling him by the legs towards the sand. Needless to say, her efforts inadvertently made it even less likely for Matan to find footing, and pull his head out of the water.
I managed to call for DH, but clearly he wouldn’t make it fast enough since he was sitting pretty far away and barely heard me. He didn’t grasp what was happening. I yelled, “he’s underwater”, and DH thought I meant the camera. Somehow, in genuine if cliche slow motion, I grabbed at his hair and shoved another hand under his chin to get his head out of the water, and then caught him under the arms to pull him out. We were very fortunate. He looked terrified when I pulled him out, and sputtered a bit, but apart from that, he was fine. He decided to stay and play in the sand after that and stayed away from the water. He’s already asking to go back to the beach, but I’m not sure how keen he’ll be on going in the water next time.
The past few weeks have been action packed. Among other things, Matan has finally started really speaking. Not just Abba, Ima (Daddy, Mommy), but real words! He’s still hard to understand much of the time, but he’s actually interested in trying to repeat sounds and words after me. In the past, he showed absolutely no interest in even trying.
I don’t know if we can claim it’s due exclusively to our work with the iPad, after all, he has also been going to speech therapy for months. But it can’t be denied he’s finally really begun to speak, and it’s after he began using some of the free iPad talking animal games like “Talking Tom”. His word repertoire has grown so much that I can’t list all the words he now says, but one word he says very clearly, is of course, iPad