21 April 2008

The way things are

The boy is four months old today.  I continue to be amazed at how the time seems to be going by slowly.  It seems like Desmond has been around for a lot longer than 120 days or so.

Things are different since the three month mark, as Mommy has gone back to work, meaning that it is Daddy and Des during the day.  Don't know how long this will be, since I am graduating soon (thesis has been delivered, waiting to have it approved).  I know it's tough for Kristen to be away during the day, but she does get time with him before she leaves and he is thrilled to see her when she comes home in the late afternoon.

So far, so good.  He's an amazingly easy baby to care for.  When he fusses it is easy to tell why-he has distinctive cries for "I'm hungry", "How about a new diaper", and "If I don't sleep NOW the whole neighborhood is gonna hear about it."  The weather has finally started to warm up so we've been taking walks, and he seems fascinated by his surroundings.

It has taken me a little while to understand that if babies get up early, so does the person taking care of them.  I haven't gotten up consistently by seven in a long, long time and for the first few weeks I was not adjusting the time where I normally went to bed, which meant I got about five hours of sleep each night.  I was a zombie by the end of the second week.  My son has got me doing the impossible: going to bed before midnight.

Desmond loves music and the Beatles are his favorite so far.  If I play "Norwegian Wood," "Hey Jude," or "You've Got to Hide Your Love Away" he kicks until the song is done.  This can be quite uncomfortable if he happens to be sitting on my lamp at the time.  I love that he loves music.  Now if he would only start reading...

I am forcing the Cubs on him.  Well, not really.  I've dressed him in a few team onesies and took some pictures but that has been it.  He tends to sleep a lot when the games are on.  So far the Cubs are doing very well.  Maybe he's all they needed.  Maybe I'm setting him up for a lifetime of baseball angst.  We'll know as the summer progresses.

Tomorrow is our third (!) wedding anniversary.  I was thinking about the days around our wedding a lot last week because the Pope was in the US, and he was elected just before the wedding.  When it comes to being married time has flown.  I can't believe it's been three years (and five years since we met) already.  It's hard to measure the difference in our lives now that we are three instead of two, mostly because it is hard to remember what life was like before Des came along.

This is such a sunny entry, yes?  What's happening to me?  Am I mellowing in my fifth decade?

Nah, not really.  I'm just not writing about politics.

1 comment:

jevanslink said...

It's like skipping through a field of daisies around here lately.  

Mrs. L