So many people ask: is she good for you? Well, no, she’s a baby for me. This is what she does: feed, poop, sleep and lately, chat and smile a little.
They don’t come out preprogrammed to make a parents life a joy or a misery; either all smiles and sunshine or rubbing their hands together with clear evil intent. The latter would be impossible: have you seen a newborns relationship to its hands? They’re surprised by the very existence of their own hands about 94 times a day, they’d never get it together to offer an intention with them.
May I say though for the record, right now, at 2 months old; she’s only brilliant ‘for me’. This is my third time on the baby merry go round I know full well it could all and will all change a full 180 degrees and then come full circle again. And again. And again. But are you ready for this?
She has given me three hour stretches between night feeds consistently since she was born. Her brothers were more like ninety minutes to two hours for eh, about six months. And last week? *whispers* She slept from 1130pm to 630am two nights in a row. Of course I was awake staring at her with at least one rock hard boob long before that.
If I meet you in the supermarket with your own baby and she’s still doing that I promise I will lie. I will not brag about my child’s sleep. Except here; this one time. And if she wakes on the hour by then I will allow you say I told you so because in truth I know I have jinxed us now in the worst possible way.
I will see you in the comments section at 3am.