I do this every so often. I take on about a million projects. They never give up, they just grind along.
Fatmunch
Felix is going from strength to strength and will now go to sleep after only 10 minutes of crying, rather than the previous 3 hours. He sleeps for 3 or so hours at a time at night and although doesn't need feeding each time, can bellow his face off. Every night is different. This week I've been averaging less than 4 hours of sleep and with an onset of cold, I had to sleep in another room last night. I am glad I did but wish I didn't. I hate to feel like I am abandoning Kate to her fate.
Felix has now outgrown his baby-bath and splashes freely around on his back in the main bath, filled with 3 inches of water at 37 degrees C. Kate describes him as a binary baby - he's either awake and full on or fast asleep. Most babies have this 'quiet time' concept where they just sit and stare at stuff. Felix is installed with that functionality.
He has got used to the baby bouncer, where he reciprocates with energetic abandon. A video of him dressed as Tigger bouncing will be done soon. Kate is managing to get out of the house on a regular basis, going to meet other mums we met during our "Learning About Babies" classes. She also attends something called "Rhyme Time", held in the Reading public library. Some ladies from the library sing songs for babies and toddlers and the children orbit like Lorentz strange attractor particles. The very brink of mathematical chaos.
This week has been the first week of 'baby led' weening. This means we're stuffing real food into him. This has two prongs. Firstly, you put the food on a tray in front of him and he grabs it and smears it all of the furniture. His co-ordination is rubbish and gripping a banana made slippery with saliva is tricky business. Particularly as the banana is required to follow both hands that are invariably shoehorned into his mouth first. He seems to like the taste of it. Kate has tried him on peas and potato. Potato, being dry, was something of a challenge.
He is still delightfully fat and has a dirty old man laugh.
Chom Isis 3.2 - March 2010
You forget how much work you put into something until someone points it out. That's happened to me a few times this week. CI3 is now running in a proper game and although there has been a few little issues, there are remarkably few. For this, I am very thankful to the test team, who did a super job trying to break it. Of course, I can't talk too much about the game's progression but it has filled me with enthusiasm to work on the next version: Chom 3.3.
Freelance
It never rains and then it pours coupled with 'Hurry up and wait'. "We need this by the end of the week!" a client will say (no, Fish, not you - your site is different) and when I ask them for something, I have to wait 2 weeks to get a reply. Then silence. Then suddenly "NOW NOW NOW!". Gah, it's annoying. I can't do NOW NOW NOW when I have a screaming fatmunch on my knee.
Icar
Icar is still on the front burner. Last weekend I reorganised the rules to put the list/table stuff at the back of the book. A dose of my own medicine but it will make it stronger. I have mostly finished the Background and most of the GM guide is written. I just need to hack on with the included setting before I can release it as an alpha.
Right, nearly time to go home. So I'm going to do that.