No, in all seriousness, Max is a great baby, and a really fun one at that. Sure, he has his fussy moments (what baby doesn't?) but by now, I've pretty much learned how to stave it off. In fact, I think he learned how to laugh this week. We even had our first "laughing contest" today. I was "standing" him up above me, and this long strand of dribble started trickling out of his mouth, sloooowly making its way down onto my chest. It made me laugh so hard, that the sound surprised him. His eyes got real big, his mouth widened into a big smile, and then out came this full-out, guttural belly-jiggling laughter! Which only made me laugh even harder, even more. Every time I laughed, he laughed. This went on for 10 minutes. I think he was really feeling this emotion. He's like a real, little person now!
So, what else did I do during these six days? For the better majority of it, subzero temps forced me to stay in hibernation, so I was feeling a
I remembered to feed the dog for all her square meals (although I did second guess myself tonight. Did I? Didn't I? Oh, yes).
I shoveled the car out of a mountain from Friday's monster snowstorm while Max waited patiently in the car––there must have been at least a foot of snow surrounding my car. On both sides. All so I could return a library book before it became overdue and avoid the dollar-a-day fine. It was worth the trip because two movies we had on hold came in, Horrible Bosses and Bad Teacher, both of which saved me from utter boredom after Max went to sleep for the night. (Horrible Bosses was funny in a really ridiculous way. Like the main characters, it made me think how I wanted to murder my boss. Hypothetically speaking, of course.)
Max and I practiced "sitting" all week. At 13.5 weeks, he suddenly has the newfound ability to sit upright without support! Sure, it was for all of two minutes, and he doesn't do it every time, but I read that most babies will only start doing this at five months! It's amazing because literally he went one day lurching his head foreward into his chest, absolutely refusing to use his neck muscles (and looking a bit like a little zombie baby), to the next day, sitting upright and proud! He is freakishly strong...
Today I gave FurFur and Max a long walk because there was finally a reprieve from the rain storm we had yesterday. Dreary, cold, and extra windy, but at least the rain (and thus, the snow!) was all gone.
I didn't put away all my dishes each time I used something. When you're alone, no one cares if you leave spoons and forks...and plates and glasses...lying around.
And I called the airline and TSA to verify that the travel agent who booked our upcoming trip to Pittsburgh––and misspelled my name––did in fact alert them to put my correct spelling on some List. I have enough to worry about traveling with a baby for the first time, that I don't need to be turned away at the security checkpoint for identification issues! More on how this trip goes later this week, stay tuned...
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