I apologize for not updating lately; at first, there was a three-day hiatus while I moved servers. Then there was some kind of path glitch which meant not only could I not update, the rest of you couldn't comment.
Yesterday and today are entirely different; I'm in the middle of a combat zone. The playing field: My home. The enemy: Time. The goal: Taking care of Baby M ALONE.
Mrs. M has been given a field assignment to paint windows for Christmas, which takes her all over the city. Yesterday she was gone for about TEN HOURS.
Yesterday I had Agent Mom over to help-- and when I say help, I mean SHE took care of the baby entirely on her own, and I was just there for company. (But I'm not allowed to just go down and work on the computer here; a), I'd feel guilty, and b), Woman started CLEANING MY HOUSE as well as taking care of baby, and she had my brother's DOGS with her and was going to try walking them WHILE taking the baby out in his stroller and generally being Superwoman.
I trembled in awe and shame at her consummate Holding Down The Fort for me (AND my brother) at the same time. How could I not attempt to rise to the occasion?
So I went and got coffee at Tim Horton's. WITH two hyperactive dogs in the car. Picture me balancing two coffees on the front seat in one of those cardboard trays while convincing the dogs NOT to jump over onto the front seat and eat the doughnuts, in a 1987 Dodge Aries K car with my knees up by my ears while driving, and you can get a whiff of the tension THERE.
Then we cleaned. I did the shower in the bathroom while mom vacuumed. I unloaded the dishwasher and she drymopped the floor. During all this, baby M is just having a grand old time noshing a cookie and turning it over and over in his hand, creating Kaleidoscop Cookie Art and experimenting to making toof prints with his four new teef.
He didn't sleep at ALL yesterday. We tried. But nossir! He would not go down. When that happens, it's best to have two people in the house. You can spell each other off. (Of course, in the case of Agent Mom, you're only there to talk to her while she does all the baby stuff. And lectures you about what YOU should be doing with the baby when she's not there.)
But today, Agents, I'm On My Own. Single Dad. I've done it before, for short periods-- but yesterday was TEN HOURS. Mrs. M assures me that today will only be four-- tops-- but I'm battening down the hatches.
If you don't hear from me again for a while, you know why.
Posted by Agent M at December 03, 2003 10:31 AMHola Agent M, if baby M won't take a nap, try a lavender pillow. Stick a lavender pillow in baby M's crib...... he should be out like a light.
It worked for my neice, and she's a hyper little kid.
Field Agent Wolf
~Spying @ Sait sice 2001~
Your mom's insane, man. :)
Yeah, I know, mine is too, they're just at opposite insane ends of the whole Mom Spectrum.
Posted by: Mike on December 3, 2003 11:04 AMI think the term physicians would use is "Menopausal."
They got that superenergy-- to be used for good or evil. Helping me with the baby, GOOD.
Telling me how to feed/care for/raise/did you eat yet? the baby-- EVIL.
:)
M
Us Mommies are amazing aren't we? Rhiannon was over 1 before daddy spent that sort of time with her, and he looked like he was going to birth kittens himself as I walked out the door. :>
I should have done it earlier because man-oh-man did he become a lot more understanding about a few things :>
Don't you worry. When I got home there were no new kittens, and Rhiannon and Sean were fairly well off. You'll have a blast.
Posted by: BrandiMommyGal on December 3, 2003 01:21 PM>and you can get a whiff of the tension THERE.
Well I got a whiff of SOMETHING. Didn't think tension smelled quite like THAT though.
:D
ACK!
I'm reminded of the first time I babysat my nephew Braden, who was about 1 - 1.5 years at the time. My sister went out two a movie, and I spent the first half an hour sitting in front of a closet, while Braden desperately tried to dig a hole out the back of it, wailing like a banshee the whole time...
Posted by: Agent Brucie on December 3, 2003 05:10 PMAnd it wasn't so bad, was it? Baby M's so cute you could just spend the whole time watching him play! (And it *was* only 4 hours, agents, half of which baby spent sleeping.)
Posted by: Mrs. M on December 4, 2003 07:41 AMHave you cut his nails yet? Yet another thing that I thought Sean might faint while doing ;>
Posted by: BrandiMommyGal on December 5, 2003 11:35 AM