A couple of people have told me lately that it seems like from the blog that everything is always great and that Gus is a perfect baby. I mean, he is (just look at him). But I just want to make it clear that things aren’t always great -it’s just that it would get super boring if I were to record every hiccup (speaking of hiccups, Gus is apparently one of the only babies who gets upset by them -ie needs to be held because he cries about them).
That said, today was a really great day. We were up all night again with gas (broccoli in the vegetarian lasagna) and in pain until 1:30 in the afternoon. But now I know what to do to ease the pain and trick him into sleeping through it.
I also had a great mother’s group with all sorts of lovely sharing of stupid details that bore the tears out of passers by.
And then I had a peaceful walk in the evening rain.
I felt calm. I felt like there’s an earth mother way down deep inside me and she’s calm and firm and knows exactly what to do with kids at all times. Today I felt a little bit of her come to the surface and it was a really nice change for awhile.