Busy with Baby

I’ve written a few posts (in a notebook that never found their way to the computer) since I’ve had my child. What can I say? Being a new parent is a job all by itself, one that I enjoy and am completely consumed by. Sometimes I wonder if life will ever go back to the way it was–a life of work, and myself, all the time to myself (not that I want it to). No more diapers and barf rags, no more wee hours of the morning staring at pretty blue eyes saying, “Ehem, are you ever going to bed?” And she’ll just coo at me.

Ah, the coos they make all your frustrations go away. They don’t take away the dark circles under my eyes, but who has time to look at those? I’ve been hit by the baby train. It’s a locomotive that makes women gaga over plump, little humans. I see babies everywhere. Everywhere, I tell you. I can’t go to the grocery store without seeing another baby! And then of course, that train comes and bombards my thoughts with ones that are really–let’s face it–not important. I’ll wonder how old the child is, only so I can compare it to my own. Yeah, I’m worried about her growth already. God help me when she starts school.

I don’t stop and ask the other mom how old her kid is, thank goodness. I find it odd and awkward. I’ve had people ask me and it usually catches me off guard. I’ll be examining the carrots and some older gentleman will ask how old my daughter is. I have to pause and switch from thinking about mold to how many weeks have gone by since I’ve given birth. For awhile there my little girl was  stuck at 8 weeks old. Maybe I liked the idea of her being 2 months instead of x weeks.

My favorite blunder was, “oh what a cute little boy.” Yeah…that always goes over well especially when the child is dressed in pink! Come on, pink for boys? I don’t think she looks like a boy but, hey, I’m her mother.

Rushing to do Dishes

The title says it all. I finally had my child over the holidays and it’s been nonstop ever since. Being a new parent is a rush and of course very tiring. Not only are you adjusting to a new schedule (who am I kidding, what schedule?) you’re doing it while fighting sleep deprivation, recovery and of course household chores. The list of “things to do” seems to always stay the same. When one gets knocked off another item takes it’s place.

My days consist of feeding baby, burping baby, changing her, feeding her again, burping, one more change before I entertain her or put her down. I get a few hours of rest, if she isn’t crying, before the cycle starts all over again. Thank God for my partner, he’s a huge help. The first couple of days were a blur; they started forming dates two weeks ago but I’m still playing catch up.

Needless to say between our new household member and work I haven’t had much time to write. I find myself talking a lot though. Perhaps I should get a tape recorder and record all my ramblings. Then when I do have a free moment I can pick through them and decide which ones are worthy of typage. (Yes, it’s a word if you use the urban dictionary…I know, I stooped to such a level.) It’s an idea which may become a reality but I wouldn’t bet on it.

Author Interviews

It’s been raining a lot. I’m surprised we haven’t had any snow yet. Then again, last year was mild as well. Am I hell bent on having a snow storm? Maybe.

I find myself looking at the calendar again. I would have posted more but for some reason was unable to, apparently WordPress was having an issue or two. With Christmas around the corner I find myself busy and yet all I think about is going into labor. Needless to say my efforts have been futile. I know I must be annoying my partner, I annoy myself thinking about it. But it’s constantly there, on my mind, like a weight that just won’t lift.

So, in an attempt to distract myself I wrote a few interview questions. I’d like to interview published authors and post the interviews on my blog. If you’re interested visit the interview page for details. I’m sure I’ll add to it as time goes on. If you have any questions don’t hesitate to ask.