Why hello there!
Just thought I’d come out of hibernation briefly to carbo load and to do a blog post so as the date stamp will be 12.12.12, the last repetitive date I will e’er see in my lifetime. I know, sad to think that this is my motivation to blog and that I am not immortal.
Some may wonder what I’ve been up to. Well, I am no longer pregnant. It no longer takes a three-point maneuver to get into bed. Yep, I done did had a baby! This baby has very tiny precious fingers and toes, which I nibble daily.
And this baby is very female, meaning she is not a male. What what!
Sometimes I accidentally call her a he or a him. Old habits die hard. But she doesn’t seem to mind. She doesn’t even seem to mind that sometimes I dress her in her two older brothers’ baby clothes. She’s easy going like that. What she is not easy going about is keeping her drink down. This lady cannot hold her milk. None of my other babies spit up this much, except maybe they probably did and I’ve just forgotten. The mind is tricky like that. See I remember with my other babes how lovely they smelled and how soft their hair was. I did not remember the goopy baby eyes or just how funny yet heart wrenching Cheaters is when watched at 3 AM. Or how it felt like my arms were going to fall off and how hard it is to open a jar of anything with only one hand. But I did remember how nice it is to have my own personal heater. This is only nice of course when I’m not having hot flashes.
I also have to say that having three children under the age of six is its own special kind of crazy. Good and bad. Wonderful and maddening. Lovely and terrifying. I think I will need the next several months or years to adapt to being outnumbered by offspring. A recent outing to Target proved this to be ever so true.
I’m already learning quite a bit though. For example in my search for great time savers, I’ve learned many that simply do not work (i.e. putting on socks whilst taking a potty break). And I’m determined to invent a couch that has a way of making a baby feel like the person holding them is standing up when in actuality the person is sitting comfortably on that couch. Ha! Fooled ya baby! It will be a mind blow when I finally come up with a prototype.
Well my friends, I’ve fully exhausted myself and my reservoir of thoughts. Plus the babe grows weary of my ramblings. Just in case you don’t hear from me for awhile I wish you the merriest of Christmases. Peace and pa, rum, pa, pum, pum.