I am already being pretty lame about this daily-blog-post business.
My child has slept for a total of about three hours today--90% of that took place in my arms. In real people terms, that is the equivalent of like 15 minutes of sleep over the course of a week.
She is very crabby. I always knew I was a patience was one of my strong points, but having a baby has made me realize that I'm more patient than I thought. I'm proud of myself for this. I haven't come close to losing my cool at all--no tears, no bad words, no raised voices, no "get me the hell out of here now". I believe a lot of this can also be attributed to the fact that I had the good fortune of choosing very, very well when it comes to husbands.
I was just telling a friend this morning that I think parenthood is about the most fabulous thing ever...though I couldn't give a single decent example why. I now realize that all of the complaining parents do on their blogs that annoyed the crap out of me while I was pregnant wasn't really complaining at all. The poop and lack of sleep and crying and stuff is the equivalent of complaining about how ice cream makes you fat...Doesn't diminish the pleasure of the ice cream at all.
My parents are on their way from Minnesota til' Monday. I do not smoke anymore, so I've eaten about 75 fun sized packets of Skittles. I suspect this is why my baby isn't sleeping today. I wonder if or how having a baby around will change the dynamic.
I am going to go grocery shopping all alone now, with only my trusty iPod to keep me company. I am looking forward to it like a day at the spa.
posted by portuguesa nova @ 5:01 PM,
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