Don’t know how you do it. 

I had Harry at the event this weekend.  Never one to do things by halves, Harry went from two-steps to full-on running in less than a month.  He thinks that upright mobility is the BOMB!  Me?  All I can say, is be careful what you wish for.

I was carrying on a serious conversation with HerRM about regalia issues, and we are only half looking at each other – the other eye was always on our respective sons, who had to make life harder on us by moving in divergent directions.  I have settled into the idea that it will be years before I will be able to completely engage in a conversation without half my brain thinking “where is my son, and is he eating dirt?”

It would help if Harry would NAP.  Tragically, he abandoned real naps at about nine months.  Every once in a great while, he will settle down for a 1-2 hour midday siesta, and car rides knock him out reliably.  But on a normal day, we are lucky to get him down for more than two 15-minute quickies.  Aside from that he is a blur of constant motion. 

And here I would like to interject my appreciation, not only of single mothers, but of the fine people that produce Sesame Street videos.  My son has shown almost NO interest in television.  Barely even looks up unless there’s music involved, or it’s one of those Identity Theft commercials (which for some reason fascinate him).   But, on Benji’s recommendation, I bought a Sesame Street video – “Make Music Together” - and the effect was almost disturbing.  He was RIVETED.  Completely motionless and spellbound for 30 whole minutes.  Those people?  They know their shit when it comes to babies.

 

To hell with the Superman vs. Xmen debate.  This is my new superhero of the season.