in keeping with the thought process i poured all over here,
i made up a math equation to tell you exactly how it was that
our lives changed all over again 3 weeks ago
when the babe got really proficient at cruising
and suddenly the light switched on
and he realized there's a whole world out there to explore
since then, it's been taking clothes out of laundry baskets
and climbing up on furniture
and pulling things off of shelves and couches
and reorganizing my (finally alphabetized) dvd collection
into an unrecognizable heap on the floor
and not wanting to stay still for diaper changes
and trying to crawl off the bed head first
and getting bored with music dvds and toys and pureed foods
and learning to put things in other things and on other things and around other things
and getting really quiet so we know when he's up to no good
and laughing and making us laugh
and making hasty get aways or throwing things across the room
when we try to take no-nos away from him
and singing and humming
and understanding language
and giving kisses and hugs
and making funny sounds with his mouth
and being downright snuggly with his momma
(that's the payoff for being the momma)
and how, though the months seem to have been too fast and too short,
it's taken me all these 11 months to get to the point
where i fantasize about sleeping for an uninterrupted 7 hours
and where i am ridiculously excited to actually go on a proper date now and then
and where i'm plotting and planning when exactly to wean
so i can finally break free of the breast pump and horns
and how toys make a perma-litter on my floor,
nothing is never quite put away,
and my house is an ever-loving borderline-unholy mess
what, with heaps of dvds and abandoned infant seats and bases
and toys and books and the occasional baby sandal lying around
oh, and how we can't find the knob to our dvd player because
he's taken it and hidden it
in some parent-proof baby hiding place
the calmness of bonafide infant-hood
has passed
we are in the eye of the storm:
on the eve of the birthday first
on the eve of walking, then running
on the eve of the why fors
and then, our lives will change
and change again
but either way,
this topsy turvy
life with baby
is here to stay
and we're so lucky!
i made up a math equation to tell you exactly how it was that
our lives changed all over again 3 weeks ago
when the babe got really proficient at cruising
and suddenly the light switched on
and he realized there's a whole world out there to explore
since then, it's been taking clothes out of laundry baskets
and climbing up on furniture
and pulling things off of shelves and couches
and reorganizing my (finally alphabetized) dvd collection
into an unrecognizable heap on the floor
and not wanting to stay still for diaper changes
and trying to crawl off the bed head first
and getting bored with music dvds and toys and pureed foods
and learning to put things in other things and on other things and around other things
and getting really quiet so we know when he's up to no good
and laughing and making us laugh
and making hasty get aways or throwing things across the room
when we try to take no-nos away from him
and singing and humming
and understanding language
and giving kisses and hugs
and making funny sounds with his mouth
and being downright snuggly with his momma
(that's the payoff for being the momma)
and how, though the months seem to have been too fast and too short,
it's taken me all these 11 months to get to the point
where i fantasize about sleeping for an uninterrupted 7 hours
and where i am ridiculously excited to actually go on a proper date now and then
and where i'm plotting and planning when exactly to wean
so i can finally break free of the breast pump and horns
and how toys make a perma-litter on my floor,
nothing is never quite put away,
and my house is an ever-loving borderline-unholy mess
what, with heaps of dvds and abandoned infant seats and bases
and toys and books and the occasional baby sandal lying around
oh, and how we can't find the knob to our dvd player because
he's taken it and hidden it
in some parent-proof baby hiding place
the calmness of bonafide infant-hood
has passed
we are in the eye of the storm:
on the eve of the birthday first
on the eve of walking, then running
on the eve of the why fors
and then, our lives will change
and change again
but either way,
this topsy turvy
life with baby
is here to stay
and we're so lucky!
~Nichole
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