Monday, January 25, 2010
6 months
WOW! half a year has gone by. little B is growing up fast. he's six months old today. it's winter here in northern cal, it's raining. been raining for a while now. good thing B can sit up by himself now, with being indoors most of the day he entertains himself by disassembling the puzzle board, tearing down the block towers we make, ripping apart any paper he can get his hands on and so on. you get the idea, one has to tear down to build up. i think B is tearing down his infant self becoming a baby, ready to do baby things, like sit, eat, crawl, discover. it is a really amazing thing to see a little human brain develop and learn on a day to day basis one little thing after another. he's blissful every moment he is not crying. he doesn't cry much. jeff and i are both crushed and elated with each giggle and bright-eyed smile we get for our efforts at silly faces and silly voices. when B gets up in the morning and sees us he smiles with recognition, what a way to start each day with a full and happy heart. when one of us walks in the door from being gone a few minutes or hours, he happily greets us with that same grin of, "i see you." those yogic/avatar words. he sees us, we see him. he is both robust and fragile in body, mind and spirit but we see him we recognize every day the wonderful gift he is and we get to experience it day in and day out. happy 6 months on planet earth little B ---we see you. namaste
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Double Time
I used to go to the gym in my late 20s. I took classes because I lack the self discipline to workout on my own. There were all sorts of new funky classes to take but once I got the hang of it I really liked step aerobics. There comes a time in the class where you amp up before the cooling down begins, and sometimes it was hitting the step "double time". This requires a bit of accuracy, energy, concentration, and speed. With a brain and body running basically on naps and hormones for the last 5 months, step class would be a little much for me right now, though I could sure use it. But my whole life is actually a series of "double time" exercises. I get in the shower, between washing my own ass and face I am cleaning poop off clothes and diaper covers. Well at least the hot water is running down my back. While B naps on my lap I cut his finger and toe nails. I have to do it- those little things get razor sharp and cause the smallest scratches that oddly take days to heal. At least I get to watch him sleep peacefully. I go to work, pump in the bathroom while reading Wired or PC magazine, keeping up on the latest technology solutions, if I am really desperate for time, I actually go to the bathroom while pumping, tmi but this is the life of the double time mom...is that a super hero name by any chance..."Jeff!?" It should be. Where are the superhero mom characters? We really exist! Double Time to the rescue, able to leap diaper heaps in a single bound while holding a screaming baby, faster that a speeding bullet, dinner is made and the dishes are done all during the last 40 minute nap of the day. Yay! for Double Time mom!
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