Here is the view from our balcony. Straight ahead is the building pool. It's a very nice pool, surprisingly cool. Our swimming diapers just came in the mail so now I don't have to worry about being the mommy who lets her baby poop in the pool. Someone told me that babys have this reflex that causes them to not poop in water. Patrick and Sawyer busted that myth about a week ago. It was a disastrous scene and Pat had to call for backup. I'll spare you the details.

The search continues to continue. The interview we had on that Saturday went so well. We were ready to start the trial period and fully willing to hand over the nanny service's small fee in return for finding a seemingly fantastic maid/nanny. The maid just needed to call us Monday after speaking with her current employer about the exact date she'd be available to work. Well I got a call on Monday, but it wasn't from the maid, it was from her employer. Turns out the maid was afraid to call me since she'd "wasted our time." The current employer talked the maid into staying with them a while longer. We've since interviewed the wonder-maid our friends had been recommending from the start. Originally the problem was that she wouldn't be available for months and Pat and I wanted someone sooner. Well, 2 of the 3 months have already passed and now she's only got a month left with her current employer. We're trying her out part-time starting tomorrow. Six hours per week. She'll be ready to start full-time Oct. 19. The catch, since there always is one, is that she's Filipino so we have to pay for her visa and her other employer pays her a TON of money. We'll be asking for her to do a little more than what she does for the other family for a pay cut. We're still negotiating the full-time salary. To be continued...

In the meantime, Sawyer and I have been playing Superman. I lay on my back and pull my knees to my chest with Sawyer on his belly on my shins. He enjoys flying around and shows me with belly laughs and squeals. We have our own little world that makes me feel so much differently about world travel from what I thought I would. This opinion will probably change and that's fine, but for now I value the little worlds in my life so much more than the big world. The big world that every late 20-something, early 30-something person has to go see. The big world that my generation puts off marriage and kids for. Maybe I would appreciate it as much as them if I didn't already have a husband and a baby - which can be a huge distraction. But since I already do, there are so many little itsy bitsy moments that are so much bigger to me and fill up my heart more than the rush of being out on the streets of Bangkok. Or maybe I'm experiencing everything too close together and don't know how to really enjoy all of it, so I just take in the small things since reality is too overwhelming. One thing I do know is that I'm glad I didn't wait. I also didn't rush into it and I don't want all my single friends to misunderstand - when to make different steps in your life sometimes aren't always a choice. I went where God led me and if I were still single, it would be because that's where I saw Him pointing (hopefully!). It's just that I didn't intentionally say, "No, I have to go 'see the world' or 'be an independent woman' before making these moves." The doors opened up and I went. And now I'm seeing the world too. It's just amazing that so much can go on in your life and it all comes down to that moment you finally drag yourself out of bed, peek over into the crib at your baby who's been chatting away since 7 am, and he realizes you're there, and he flashes this giant, flirty grin with one eyebrow raised...and that's all that matters. It makes a lot of the little inconveniences in life and lack of independence all worthwhile.