Little Kite Girl

As I was in the shower this morning I began to sing that song from the Jungle Book in my head as I contemplated whether or not it would be better to shave one leg (hoping, of course to get to the other one next time) or leave both alone altogether if Camper started screaming.  Luckily it was a call I didn’t have to make because he even stayed asleep long enough for me to put some lotion on after shower, what a luxury!  I feel almost like a person today.  Probably because John has been helping a LOT at night due to my fever and mastitis- I really do need to get feeling better though or we’re going to end up with a sick Daddy in this house, too.  I feel like I am on the mend, for sure.  I’m am very, very glad to be married to a man that puts family (and by extension family sanity) first and takes care of me so well.

It is funny how things change when you have a little person to care for.  On top of the fact that I haven’t sleep in the same bed with my husband for more than a couple hours a week and I haven’t dusted my house since my Mom was here- I’m just a little obsessed with my child.  I think about him and talk about him all the time.  I’m started to feel like I have more time with him, and I honestly think it’s to do with bottle feeding.  He stays fuller longer and when he’s done eating I’m not in so much pain that I just want him in his crib.  This leads to us chatting, reading books, and playing bouncy chair together.  I’m starting to learn his faces and his sounds (for instance, he has two stretching noises: one sounds more like an elephant and means “Gotta move, uncomfortable!” and one sounds like a horse and means, “oooo…I’m cozy.”  Then he has a “don’t you dare touch me” scream he does when he doesn’t want to be moved, and his cry increases in volume every day.)  I love the way he looks at the pictures above his changing table and the way he checks out the bookshelves when he’s sitting in the living room.  I love the stage he’s in right now, but as I look forward I can’t wait to buy him shoes and backpacks and make him peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

This is actually rather comforting because there was a time I worried that it’d be like the kitten thing, where I love the idea of having a kitten but as soon as it becomes a cat I grow disinterested.  But no.  I will always be interested in this boy of mine.  One day he will be a man, and that will be amazing to see.  Last night John was chatting with him about missions (after seeing a music video for the Mormon Tabernacle Choir…not sure they should do that) and he said, “And your Mommy will CRY….” and I looked at my tiny boy and realised how fast it really is going to go.  It might not seem that way at 3 or 4 am when I haven’t slept and he doesn’t seem like he’s going to, either…but it will.  I just need to capture things as we go along.

In other news…well, there is no other news.  My life is totally consumed by my child at the moment.  I am planning on having more of a life, soon, but first I need to feel better (oh please, please feel better) and then get a little more used to our non-scheduled life.  By the time I get used to it I’ll probably find him becoming more scheduled.

But for now…just the bare necessities….