I fear Bump's feeling the weight of being a single parent, and the baby's earlier sleep schedule isn't helping. He hasn't gotten a break from full-time daddy for the last two days, and the shopping cart thing nearly did him in. Lumpyhead was asleep when I got home on
This morning Lumpyhead woke up at 8:11 am, which is just as I should be leaving. I stuck around a little longer than advisable, just so I could spend some time with him. I changed his diaper and danced with him a little, then deposited him on the bed next to Bump and flitted off to work, leaving Bump to another day in the trenches.
So I'm at work, buried under shitImustdo, and Lumpyhead is all I can think about.
And here's where the post degenerates into random mamababble:
The boys are going to see the cherry blossoms today, and may stop by the office for lunch. I hope Bump remembers to take pictures.
Bump says Lumpyhead wants to stand all the time, but keeps pulling himself up on things that aren't stationary, like his music gym. Or things he shouldn't be playing with, like the stereo. What happened to crawling? He just started crawling this weekend, although he's been getting around just fine by lunging and rolling. We haven't even babyproofed yet, and now we've got to guard against a cruiser? The hell?
Lumpyhead's top teeth are here. We could see them for awhile, but they're finally through for real. I could feel the left one over the weekend.
Today's title is from a Nana V email asking, "How's the Li'l Buddy's li'l butty?" I thought it was funny. It was that, or "Buttdate," a combination of "butt" and "update," but I thought that sounded too much like a bad match.com experience.
Thanks again to everyone who has sent good wishes Lumpyhead's way. Your emails and comments are so encouraging; thank you from the bottom of Lumpyhead's new butt.