Dateline - My Office
Just finishing up for the week and reflecting on some major Thumblini Withdrawal. While the stouthearted Mrs. has carried the Parent torch with cunning and stamina (and binkies), I had to return this week to work from an unnaturally pruned paternity leave. Some might applaud the sudden ice water dunking (builds character after all, right?), but I’m of a different mind. At the beach, it’s toes-first into the surf. After a sensible period of time, we’re up to the shins. Some time before sunset, it’s (zowie!) thigh high. The Great Thumblini Adventure, with it’s Kazakhraziness, sudden twists and turns, button hooks, feints and 28 hour return trip has not disabused me of my desire to ease into my warm bath of comfort. Sure, I can take it, but now that I have my own bed, food I select, and plenty of access to non-rationed Pepto (if needed), I’d like to soak in the cozy, albeit bleary-eyed nascency of fatherhood. The Mrs. knows this and has promised to salve my misery by making frequent attempts to bring the Blini’d One by the office for coffee and juice as often as possible. Like today. That was real nice.
So what can we do but make lemonade from the lemony-fresh smell of baby wipes? Though my time with the child has been suddenly and drastically reduced, I am now home and I was able to end the week not on the slightly sour note of a cantankerous couple’s session, but on the sweet high of rocking Miss T to sleep after her mother had scrubbed her and rubbed her. I held the baby, sang a few songs and mangled some lyrics - but she didn’t care. And though I nearly woke her with suppressed chuckles (see other blog) after finding myself inadvertently promising that “if that muddy puddle don’t dry, papa’s gonna buy you a chicken pot pie,” she still didn’t care. Heck, after skipping her afternoon nap, she wouldn’t care if we were cruising down the middle of I-95 on a pavement grader.
Did somebody say "weekend?"
- DD
PS: I realize we're loading up on Thumblini-in-a-pen photos (and striped onesie to match), but by pure coincidence this is where the cutest things happen. Stay tuned, though, we're taking a little road trip this weekend, so we'll have more photos to share - maybe even some out-of-doors!
6 comments:
So how many Thumblini photos adorn the office? Our bet is quite a few. We understand how wrenching it must be to have her - after so many years! - 24/7 and then be knocked back to less than 7 (sleep time aside). You will enjoy weekends as never before! Have a fun roadtrip and do post lots of photos!!!!
What’s Curly Mom doing carrying the torch with bikinis? It’s a bit cold out for that, don’t you think?! Seriously confused, I read that sentence three times before I realized it said ‘binkies.’ Speaking of which, I’m glad Thumblini likes her bucket o’pacifiers. That was a good idea.
I hope you are enjoying your weekend with Thumblini & CM! Time apart IS difficult. I still find it hard and Luca is the ripe age of 4.
I think your lyrics are a vast improvement over the original ones. I mean really, who wants a mocking bird???
Hang in there, and enjoy those precious office visits and golden weekends.
Hello CM and DD. Question about the binkies....Was she using them at the baby house or did you start that once you got her back with you????
Thanks for the info (and yes that was me about the pacifier). Next question (and there are about 90,000 more to come). Baby Bjorn...worth it? Not worth it? how did the plane ride go? did you hold her on your lap the whole time or did you have some sort of nifty device? I am probably traveling solo so i will need something but dont know what to get....
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