Monday, February 11, 2008

Monday morning

I just re-read the first line of my last post. I'm going to claim sleep deprevation.

Which is getting to be less of an issue now. (Knock on a forest.) It's a combination of adjusting to less sleep, a wife who generously takes the 12 to 5 or 6 shift, and a baby that is sleepig for slightly longer stretches.

And she's getting to be more fun. Almost a full hour of playing with her, making her smile or just stare in random directions without crying; diaper changes that have her grinning and pumping her little frog legs, bath time when her hair sticks to her head, she sticks her little tongue out in a thoughtful manner, and looks adorable; just plain cuteness that comes with extra baby-fat.

Finding time to spend with my partner is now the leading project. It's hard to even hug without having the child between us, and I don't foresee a time in the next few months when we'll sleep through the night alone in our bed. SIDS is far more prevalent in the States, and there are some leading theories that this is because of our practice of having babies sleep by themselves before they're ready. The theory (pretty widely proven) is that baby's learn much of their basic bodily functions by mimicing what their mother does: breathing being the most important. If they're sleeping in contact with something that is taking breathes regularly, they're far less likely to stop (breathing).

So the theory goes, and we're not taking any chances.

Pair that with my renewed energy for my building project, driven by the deadline of the end of this year, turning the corner to creating instead of ripping and throwing out, and a general desire to untie ourselves from this particulat location, and quiet time spent curled up with my wife hasn't been happening nearly enough.

I've got some posts I'm planning for a late night when Annaliese is awake but not crying. Disertations on being a father, cloth diapers, natural childbirth and midewives, and general thoughts on my experiences over the past few months. I don't know if they'll ever get writtten, but here's to giving myself some external pressure.

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