Now that the early days are in the past, those challenges are behind me. Or so I thought until Liam recently came down with a high fever. After 48 hours of constant care, it was easy to flashback to life with a newborn. Although he weighs 30 lbs, Liam was once again completely dependent on me for comfort. I quickly remembered some of the tricks I used to get through days (and nights) when I was alone with my babies. Since Liam was miserable and screamed if I put him down, it wasn't too hard to see the similarities:
- With daylight streaming in the windows I see how truly dirty my house is and there is nothing I can do about it.
- The TV remote, telephone and extra pacifier have to be placed within arms reach. Anything is likely to be recruited as an end table.
- I learn once again that it's possible to read a magazine with one hand.
- Every few hours I am able to put him down for a minute or two. I have to quickly decide whether to use this time to eat or use the bathroom. There is no time for both.
- I would do anything if this little one could tell me exactly what's wrong and how I can make it better.
- Time feels like it has stopped. From the window I watch for my neighbors following their daily routine just so I know that it hasn't.