i just survived my first night solo with snapper.
whew!
hmc wanted to go down to lost angels to attend the beowulf cast and crew screening, and also worked in her last visit to the superstar OB. she’d fly down midday then come back first thing in the morning so we could both go to snapper’s two-month doctor’s appointment.
the hand off was a little tricky: i worked out my schedule so i could do a half day yesterday, but that still wasn’t enough time for hmc to get to the airport, so i had to pick snapper up from sam’s nanny (eeek! first babysitter! of course everything was fine. thanks a million, sam!). then we made a quick trip to the berkeley bowl to pick up some organic formula at hmc’s behest in case we ran out of breast milk (which couldn’t possibly have happened given our stash, but whatever).
everything turned out fine. she was up for most of the day, with little naps here and there, we played and danced around a lot, and she ate at normal intervals. she did a good sleep from midnight to about five, and then another one until nine in the morning.
people ask, what’s it like to have a baby? it’s like that opening scene in raiders of the lost ark where indy is trying to swap that bag of sand for the golden idol: carefully put down that baby without waking her up and have the whole temple collapse on you. of course, there’s that whole sleep training thing, where you’re supposed to have the temple collapse, but that’s for another time. certainly not for my first night alone.
it turns out that hmc overslept and missed her flight, but she managed to catch a later one in time to meet us at the doctor’s office, where snapper acted all calm and friendly as if she never cries ever, and then proceeded to push up on her hands and hold her head up as if she was a four month old. HA! well played, snapper, well played.
for those of you keeping score: 9lb, 6oz. 22.5”
Posted at November 8, 2007 12:58 PM| TrackBack