Saturday, July 6, 2013
Three o'clock in the morning, or thereabouts. Just finished a double-nursing/double-diaper-change session, and I'm left wide awake and thinking.
It's these times in the dark quiet listening to breathing noises that I've blog ideas rattling around my mind. I might pray some, meditate, last night, though, I had to get up and put ideas down on paper so as not to forget them by morning.
There are three now, three people we created out of irreducibly complex cells...well we, and The Divine. Interesting that we can scientifically describe all the processes, and yet we cannot really define HOW it works.
Some questions and comments lately as I'm wearing baby around herding t'other two:
How old is your baby? 1.5 months
Wow, you're brave!
Really? I guess I don't consider myself especially courageous doing simply what needs to be done. Besides, if we tried to stay in until there was some comfort level, we might end up at such odds it'd be tragically comical. And it's rather a lack of options. Though mostly I simply chuckle and answer, "May be."
Is he a good baby? (mostly from the elder crew)
Well, now, ALL babies are good. If you mean is he a good sleeper, then yes, mostly. In regards to elders, I've also had most interesting conversations about circumcision especially with older ladies.
Is it different having a boy?
Not, really. Its different equipment to work around, I've been pee'd on a bit here and there. I used to say it often, but now I've proof: babies are pretty androgynous. It's how we treat them that matters regarding sex/gender.
How is it with Three? Is it hard?
Not as challenging as going from 1 to 2. We've switched to zone coverage instead of man-to-man (though I kinda feel like I've been doing zone coverage since E was born). Generally speaking the two are entertaining each other while I'm with the baby. Or they're fighting and I've had them confined to quarters, hands-to-themselves-stay-on-your-bed, then I do my level best to ignore whatever I over hear. ("Sounds like you're having a problem, let me know if you need some options to work it out!" Ultimately life is only as hard as we make it. And my children are not inconvenient or a problem, they are my life's main work. They are blessings.
Love only grows, especially when it's allowed to. For myself it's actually easier now to notice and comment on positives with the girls---my conscious being present has enhanced. It may be that my time at a premium has forced me into a more practical place with prioritizing on all levels. I'm extremely grateful not to live in a constant state of dramatic enactment of "OMG there are THREE." Just keep moving forward, willingly and joyfully doing the next right thing...and some days a whole lot of prayer and mindfulness practice!