one track brain
November 06, 2006 at 9:13 p.m.
The day is winding down - it's been a wacky one - there was the doctor, explosive episodes from both ends of the bebe (her poo actually exploded out the FRONT of her diaper, is that even physically possible??), and 3 baths. Jared tackled something outside that I can't even begin to describe or understand called a "fat box" (smells terrible, although he doesn't believe that word is an adequate enough adjective to descibe the smell he encountered), and I'm just me.
The doctor said the averege weight gain of a bebe is 30 grams a day, but our little cherub got about 53 per day since he saw her last. Holy COW! Well, I guess I'm the cow, but maybe I should stop feeding her so crazy much, huh?? She just loves her boob juice, she does.
(Jared just read that last alliteration and is grossed out. I'm kind of proud for thinking of it, heehee)
So we're trying to unwind and trick Solei into sleep, when it occurs to me that I haven't managed to write today. Besides the running around trying to clean up what she exploded on today, I haven't been too busy, so why didn't I manage it before?
I realized today that mothering for me is like violin teaching. I get in this zone, I can't focus on anything else. I can't sing to her and type things, or get some water to drink, even eat a meal most days. Now Jared yesterday found a hard drive on the internet with his toes while feeding her a bottle. I tried to turn the fan down while I was nursing, but it threw me off my concentraction of getting her to PLEASE stop biting me and I couldn't do it.
I didn't know I had a focus problem, but I guess I do. It does mean it took me about a half an hour to get the laundry started in the machine- I couldn't do that and make sure she wasn't flipping out at the same time...
Well, you learn something new about yourself every day. That's my discovery for the day. Must run, Jared had her asleep for about 3 minutes and now she's trying to eat the burp rag again. Wish us luck...
SUPERCRACK is.. hold on, I can't think of anything catchy while she's squeaking like that...