My daughter, Julia, is 6 months old - which means I have been a SAHM for 6 months. Actually, 6 months and 12 days, but who's counting? I have spent the past 6 months changing diapers. I have spent the past 6 months nursing. I have spent the past 6 months amusing an infant. I have spent the past 6 months slowly losing my mind.
Yesterday I found my salvation. The laptop I ordered arrived in the mail and with it my new connection to the outside world. Hallelujah!! Now I can check and send email whenever I feel like it. I can create a blog, or check on world events. Hell, I can find out who Paris Hilton is dating now instead of waiting for Access Hollywood to come on.
Now, because of the new computer, the infant I've spent 6 consecutive months caring for non-stop is making a very effective lint roller on my floor. The very same floor that I usually vaccum once a day to make sure my daughter is not covered with dog hair. (As a matter of fact, the dogs who produce all that hair are amusing the child - sort of a screwed up baby/doggy daycare). But that was before the computer. Now I will allow her to roll across the floor - Thank you Dell, I love my new computer. I let my eyes leave the monitor just often enough to ensure the dogs have not completely covered her with their saliva. I've even put the laptop down long enough to stop her from rolling under the couch. These are the only reasons that I have removed this laptop from my lap. I am so engrossed in wireless technology that even George Clooney on Oprah will not make me put this blessed piece of machinery down.
I know I will have to stop soon... this "me" time cannot last forever. But for the next few minutes I will enjoy my new friend. I think I will give my new computer a name... George, perhaps. Instead of watching Oprah, I think I'll find a George Clooney website.
Friday, October 28, 2005
Mother of the Year?
Thursday, October 13, 2005
How do I love my daughter...
How do I love my daughter, let me count the ways...
Poopy Diapers
Spot cleaning little onsies because diapers couldn't hold all that poop.
Breast Feeding
Cleaning spit up and starting over again.
Bottle strike
Getting out of bed at 1am or 3am or 4am to nurse her back to sleep.
Dealing with her fear of strangers. Actually, her fear of everyone who isn't me!
Listening to a screaming baby who thrashes in her crib because she doesn't want to nap.
Fighting with myself over whether to go to her or not because said baby is still screaming after 15 minutes, only to have her fall soundly asleep 2 minutes later.
One word - COLIC!!!
but then there's...
Little feet and hands
fat cheeks
that freshly washed baby smell
baby sighs
mamamamamamamamama
the first time she smiled, rolled over, sat up on her own, slept through the night
her beautiful blue eyes that look at me with complete love and trust
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
my first entry
This is my first entry in my new blog. I'm not sure what I think about this blogging thing yet, but I'll let you know! Gotta run, the baby's hungry. :)
