My Day

Do you want to read about my day? Good, ’cause I want to write about it. Though few, I think, would say there have been too many pictures on the blog lately, I do think some may feel, as I do, the lack of worthy text. So, even if I have to type with one hand while I nurse Claire, I am going to try to incorporate more writing into my posts, alright? I’m not promising a tipi tales, mind you – just a bit more than photo captions. (Man, this is going to take forever with only one hand! Makes me wish I had secretary training and could type like KimatRCandD. Sorry – family joke…)

Claire slept two four-hour stretches last night for the first time. This should have meant we both woke feeling rested. Unfortunatley, I had sugar at dinner last night, which I have discovered is the apparent cause of my frequent bouts with insomnia. I was awake from 1-3 with no baby crying – just my thoughts running around in my head. See, that’s how you get a tipi tales – feed me sugar before bed! 🙂

We got up and endeavored to be cheerful regardless. Lovely thing is, Claire likes to sleep in mornings till 8 or 9, so our morning routine has not changed much since her advent. I get up, get dressed, and head out into the kitchen to make breakfast for me and my boys. I love having breakfast together, so I really try to get it on the table in time for Jeremy to eat with us before he leaves for work at 8. It’s nice when I’ve done a little prep the night before. Didn’t do that, so we were a little late this morning, but, oh, breakfast was yummy! The boys had french toast, and I had cottage cheese pancakes, which for once were as good as when Anja makes them – oh, delish!

My morning consited of changing diapers, giving baths, feeding the infant, changing another diaper (or two), then a little progress on my sewing project. I am almost done with Claire’s diaper bag. Yesterday I had it almost complete when I realized it wasn’t quite right. So this morning I ripped out seams while I nursed. (I addicted to multi-tasking – had you noticed? Hey, when you spend 6-8 hours a day nursing a newborn, you have to figure out some way to fit in other tasks)

At 11 it was time for my weekly chiropractic appointment. Usually I pick up my mother-in-law and we go together, ’cause she has a weekly appointment booked right after mine. But since baby came, she has been kindly picking me up, and leaving Elise to babysit the children for the hour we are gone.(Thanks, Elise!) So, that’s what happened this morning, ‘cept I took Claire along for her first adjustment. It was sooo cute to see how the chiropractor gently massaged her little neck and back.
“She’s a little tight on her left side…there, that should feel better.” said the chiropractor. I laughed to think such a little person could even be capable of being out of line! 🙂 Claire was so relaxed while in Wendy’s arms, I am sure she enjoyed her adjustment as much as her mother always does.

Back home we heated up lunch, ate with relish (especially the homemade applesauce) and got ready for naps. I dumped the two year old in his bed – he was so tired, it was all he wanted – then arranged Claire and myself in the recliner for what has become a lovely little ritual for us. She lays on my chest and we both fall asleep within moments. I usually don’t wake up for 1 1/2 hours. These are some of the most enjoyable moments of my day – too bad I’m asleep and barely aware! 🙂

I am amazed at how smoothly we seem to have adjusted to having another child in the house. It seems like the first baby was a much bigger interruption and it took a lot longer to find our new normal. I guess this time I was already mentally prepared for fewer hours of sleep at night, and how much time the care of an infant really does take, so I don’t expect as much from my days. The lovely thing about not having too hight of expectations is that you can delight in where you are. Today, all I got done was a few seams on my bag, and a blog post. But we are very, very happy to be right where we are…aren’t we, Claire? (She says yes from her spot on my shoulder. No, I didn’t have to write this whole thing with one hand, just the first paragraph).

Now I will relinquish my darling daughter to her swing so I can make dinner…

P.S. I tried to get photos up today, but picassa isn’t working for me – we will have to wait for my webmaster to get home. 🙂