I must say, this blog was quite the undertaking. I'm not sure how successes like Abbey do it.. and not just mildly manage a blog but transform it into work of art and mini enterprise! Good God woman. My aging last post becomes the least of my worries as the laundry piles a mile a minute and tiny people demand to be held around the clock. (Did I mention I just added baby food chef to my list of aspirations.) It's a wonder I have much time to think at all let alone tap those thoughts out on the keyboard. But if there is one thing we know as parents, it's that time keeps a steady pace and sometimes the best you can do is put one foot in front of the other.
On a day like today the rain comes down and my head fogs up like our single pane windows thanks to this little bugger of a cold I caught last week. In the intial first time parent phase I decided that middle of the night baby duty wasn't all that bad. Lea's sweet little cry would pierce my heart and I was up and hovered over her bed like a stealth aircraft. Motherhood infused me with a new source of energy in those moments when I needed it most. But looking back now I have to admit that it's a doozy of a thing to go six months on mere 2-4 hour stretches of sleep. I am now a complete stranger to a healthy REM cycle. My dreams always end in "to be continued.." It seems my mighty immune system has met its kryptonite.
Today I rise to my 12 am, 3 am, and 6 am wake up calls and feverishly try not to leak a face full of snot into my daughter's hair. But I'm afraid it's inevitiable that she'll catch what I catch, since she's rarely more than five feet from my germ infested bubble and she has a new fasination with trying to put her hands in my mouth while she's eating. At least it's a good excuse to stay in sweat pants for the afternoon, eat frozen pizzas and catch up on Redbox releases (Yesterday we gave two thumbs up to Whiplash and The Imitation Game). I think I'll just sleep in the basket of unfolded laundry at my bedside so I don't have to look at it. Let's hope this baby of stihl is as strong in body as she is in spirit. .. to be continued ..
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