a dream request

it's coming to a month since i started working full time. when i was writing my phd thesis, i carried around a little diary to write down my random thoughts and to-do lists. it served as a pensieve where i can deposit distracting thoughts for later reference and the to-do lists... well, i have an annoying habit. i like to do other stuff to while away my time when at hand, i have something more pressing to attend to. so those to-do lists are sometimes non-important but they float to my consciousness ever so often and since my brain would not stop bugging me about them i have to appease it by writing them down. now that i'm a working mother (that sounded very self-important, i must say), i find that i have to rely on a little diary once again so i can focus on my work and be able to pen down random thoughts on childrearing and shopping for baby and daydreams about baking goodies. on top of my latest to-do list is to organize our pictures - good ole fashioned film pictures and digital ones. second on my list is to write on this blog on a regular basis since half our family is on the other side of the globe. the blog is really for them.

and then tonight as i was about to sit and write a post i realized i had misplaced the memory card that holds all our photos and most of them are not backed up. my brain froze and is still frozen - i can't remember where i put that memory card away (how ironic) and so, this post is without any pictures.

i'm finding it harder to work as much as i would like to and still find time everyday to come home to nurse Christian and play with him for a teensy while(<-- otherwise known as my lunch break). the semester is gaining momentum and i'm starting to feel that i'll be inundated by it pretty soon. yet, i'm still holding on to the naive thought that i could juggle work and motherhood. and despite not really having a lot of time on my hands, i have these random thoughts creeping up on me throughout the day.

since i'd not instituted the diary-writing exercise, i sit here exhausted from the bombardment of those petit thoughts, unable to fall asleep. hopefully, after this post i'll be sleeping like a log. and dream about where i'd put that memory card.