Hey Cece-
It’s your Dad. Right now you might know me better as “the taller one” or “the one with the really cold hands” or “the one with the removable nipples.” Who knows what goes on in a baby’s mind. That last one is called a bottle by the way. We just started giving it to you last week because your Mother was exhausted from sleepwalking to your crib every night and she just couldn’t take being one of the six people in America actually watching Caron Daly’s late night show.
This first month you’ve been cute as a button. Of course, you’ve also been about as active as a button. Sleep, cry, eat, poop. Lather, rinse, repeat. Which makes you a very normal baby and makes your Dad very thankful and a lot less prone to identify symptoms and traits portrayed in some of the more extreme stories they put in these baby books.
Now, did you catch that line in your Mom’s last post? The one about how our lives haven’t changed that much since your arrival? Yeah, that’s called evolution or Mom-nesia. It’s how the human race continues to prosper and procreate because trust me, our lives have changed. Let’s look at just a few of the ways:
One, there is now an obstacle course of swings, pack-n-plays, jungle themed mats and pink, puffy things in the living room. Two, time leaps and bends in odd ways. We wake up in the dark and hold you, blink and it’s light outside. Blink again and it’s sunset. It’s weird. Third, like I mentioned above, we’re watching Carson Daly and we’re always inordinately happy that the Sham-wow commercial is not on again. Fourth, I never noticed just how much our house creaks and settles than when I’m trying to escape the nursery after putting you down. Fifth, I now routinely cut your Mom’s food on her plate so she can eat one handed. I guess this is good practice, but not something we normally did before your arrival. Finally, even if we’re just going up the road for ice cream, I feel like a sherpa leading an expeditionary force to the North Pole with the amount of stuff I load into the car. It appears to be inverserly proportional to your weight. I’m sure it’s in the appendix of one of those baby books.
I could go on, but let’s just say our lives have changed. A lot. I think what Mom meant to say is that after one month it feels like you’ve always been around. That you were always meant to be with us. I couldn’t agree more on that score.
- Dad
