At the college, 10 weeks is about the average time for a class.
Well, I hope that I’ve passed Parenting 101…because I am already enrolled in Parenting 102 and it starts in about three hours.
Things I’ve learned. I cannot do two picnics & a movie date in a weekend. I need the weekend time to catch up on naps with my babies. I was exhausted Monday. I might have started the habit of coffee before I leave the house. Seriously, how much of this stuff is safe for me to drink. I used to aim for an AM coffee & an afternoon cola…I’ve easily doubled that. Maybe for Lent I’ll give it up.
I’ve learned by that by talking with your children, letting them know the plan, which they will help out. For example:
“Alright Mr. Grunty, we’re gonna change your diaper now. Now remember, we are a team. You remember your job. Yes, good boy, your job is to hold your fire.”
Last night, Sophie kitty actually visited me in bed. She hasn't done that...well, in ten weeks. She think the childrens are OK, as long as they don't move or make noise. If they do, she's outta there. Well, maybe last night, she realized, maybe the little creatures are gonna stay. Or Sophie was really hungry.
Last night, Mr. Grunty was staring in the general direction of his mommy. She walked to the other side of the room, and he turned his head to continue to watch her. Then he noticed he had her attention and started talking to her. SO. Very. Cute.
It seems these days Miss Squeaky is taking catnaps. Which doesn’t leave the parental units much time to do chores.
Sometimes it looks like Miss S is trying to play the drums. I tell her, “It will be fantastic if you want to be a drummer later, sweetie. But I still want you to learn to play a musical instrument.”
I had a horrible dream the other night that I lost one of the babies. You know, the same way one might lose their car keys. This was the night that I was having off to sleep all by myself in the loft, in order to in theory get a good solid night of sleep. (My better half slept solo the next night. We try to watch out for each other. Teamwork.) I almost went back to the bedroom so I could listen to my babies sleep.
I’ve pro’lly already said some of this stuff. Oh well…things for me to look back and remember years from now.
Sometimes, Miss S, when she is pissed off, does a perfect little back arch and can actually lift her body up.
Right now, Miss S is sleeping on a pillow on my lap as I type. A bit ago she was starving. Evidently she only wanted and ounce and a half. Oh well, light snacks to go with the catnaps.
It has been the best ten weeks of my life. I still haven’t come down from the emotional high of becoming a papa.