Almost every morning our little one is like this; happy and inquisitive (and chatty). She has a new sleeping bag which I really like since the material is the same as you'd have in a blanket and I have it easier to estimate how much she needs to wear under it.
She finally got over her sniffles and we got to go baby swimming. After her very first dive we saw how long her hair was and that water was dripping into her eyes from it. So, mommy had to cut her bangs shorter with a bleeding heart. The latter was really weird. I mean, it is just hair but somehow it was awful to cut it. I still don't know why, though. It has something to do with my baby not being quite so baby anymore, I think, or then not, and I'm just a sentimental sob :).
We've had it busy this past week since Husband had a week off from work. We even took a trip to Helsinki to see my friend and meet her three week old baby boy, a lovely little gentleman. The train was 40 minutes late getting to Helsinki but for once we were not in a hurry so it didn't matter that much. Little girl was a great little traveller so that made things easy.
We also did get a new crib, put it together (Husband did), tried how it would work as a sidecar to our bed, realized it doesn't - at all - if we want to be able to lift the head of the crib, dismantled it again (Husband), took it back to Ikea (Husband), got 75% of the price back and are back to square one.
The problem being that little girl has been needing a lot of comforting during the nights lately and wants to sleep holding mommy's hand. Mommy who'd gladly give her hand, if she could, finds it somewhat inconvenient to hang over the rail of the crib or to sit on the side of the bed with her hand through the bars.
The thing with the crib episode is this, though, and it just has to be said: I've gotten stupid. Seriously, don't tell it to my face but in all honesty, I have. I make bad decisions, first the first pram, now the crib. I don't remember half the things Husband tells me. I have no idea what is happening in the world except that there is a financial crisis and hence we're not buying a house any time soon (I'm hoping maybe next spring, though). I remember nothing, I forget to do the things I plan on doing - such as wishing happy nameday to little girl's godmother on Saturday (Hyvää nimipäivää Satukummi!) - I don't get things at all, the most obvious solution escapes me entirely. Sigh!
On the other hand, I have the most amazing, loving husband who doesn't seem to mind the scatterbrain woman he now finds himself married to (Happy almost aniversay, my love :)) and our daughter is a constant joy to me and her dad. She is so loving and funny and interested in everyone and everything that you can't not be affected by her positive nature. So, most of the time I don't get things but who cares I'm happy ;).
5 comments:
Dear friend,
don't get impatient with yourself about the so called wrong decisions. It's quite a normal mother's fate: early motherhood seems to be like a brainwash, but the good news is: it will all come back!!!
So take good care of yourself,
hug
clau
Thank you sweetheart. I have to admit I am a bit cross with myself. I am very happy with my life, I really am, but it is annoying ot be so forgetful all of the time! :)
And to not be able to write without typos! ;)
Happy Anniversary to both of you :)
As for not being quite with it - maybe now you'll understand a little more why most of us parents mess up even simple stuff on a regular basis (yeah even when our babies have driving licenses)
So the pram wasn't the best buy. So what? You can sell it on to someone else - to whom it will be a good buy too. As for the crib well you live and learn.
I well remember having to sleep on the floor with TS who would hold onto my arm. When he drifted off enough then I could replace my arm (carefully!) with a sausage dog. It was hard on me at the time - and no I didn't always like it - but when I look back we actually had wonderful moments.
(This was at the time that TS progressed from the crib - because we'd be needing it for DD - and we couldn't afford a bed. So it was simply a matress on the floor. It worked. (And when we think of how it is in so many nations I think we are and were lucky to have a warm dry house to live in :)
Take it easy on yourself. OK?
was lovely to see you and the little one today. Made me so happy :)
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