becoming my mother...

Jul 29, 2005 08:24

...in some of her ways, not all of them (i must spare blackteeth). One way I'm becoming like her is waking before everyone in order to get stuff done. I woke up this morning and even before I sat down to my cereal I fed and changed Sophie, aired out the house, watered the lawn, took the trash to the curb, fed and watered Digger and Smokey, did last night's dinner dishes, and finished the reduction sauce on the stove. Blackteeth and Sophie still sleep soundly. They are adorable. I remember my mother always rising before any of us and setting the house in motion.
I guess you could say Sophia "slept through the night" last night. She had her last feeding at 11, pretty much passed out at the boob, and slept through to 7. At 5 weeks I'm hoping that's ok. She seems to be thriving. But enough baby talk. I'm realizing that's all I do these days. And considering the fact that I'm with her for a good 22-24 hours a day I can see why. I'm beginning to remember that I did have interests before - I just have to remember what they were now. Blackteeth has been wonderful. He's assumed the role of breadwinner, and after a long day at the "office" he comes home, gives me a couple of hours to recoup, and makes dinner. He's encouraging me to seek myself once again, but like I just said, it's all about remembering what I did before again.
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