Not enough hours
Most days, I feel like I've got a good grip on the baby thing. Not that there aren't little freak-out moments - I'm still the same neurotic mess I was pre-baby. But I've got this.What I don't got is a lot of time for my stuff. Part of that is just that Mo is an infant. (Where's the newborn/infant dividing line? Is she a newborn for the first three months? Six? Year?) We wake up, nurse, play for a few minutes before she's bundled off to daycare. In the evening, she comes home, we nurse, play for a few minutes, bathe if it's Bath Night, and then do our going-to-bed routine. After she's asleep, I wash bottle parts and pump parts, pump one more time, wash those parts (I could stick them in the dishwasher, but between the two of us, we only generate a full load every other day). I might tackle at least one household task - laundry, catching up on the hill of filing still left from my maternity leave, wipe a toilet, sweep a floor.
If I'm lucky, I might be able to watch a movie with @, though he's a little put out because he can't watch the super-loud stuff for fear of waking the baby. If I'm *really* lucky, I might be able to convince him to curl up in bed with me for five minutes before he decides that he has better things to do.
Sigh.
I keep meaning to start taking pictures again. The baby was supposed to be great for practicing portraiture because I'd have easy access to a model. Yeah, no. It doesn't work like that. Taking care of her needs takes precedence, of course. And setting up equipment takes too long and/or doesn't work given that we still haven't cleared all the clutter created by squeezing one more person into our IKEA-showcase-sized home.
I'll get back to it someday. Maybe in a few months when she's walking. Yeah. Because a newly mobile baby and a light stand seem like a great combination...
Labels: Baby makes three
