it takes a village, &c
Monday, September 03, 2007
It's obvious what to do, when you need to Get Stuff Done, with your lively and interactive baby, who sleeps through the night (more often than not) while demanding in exchange merely that you entertain and fuss her continuously during daylight hours. Ship in a grandmother. My mother, bless her, is back in town for three weeks while I teach first-year French and springclean. After which she is taking Becca on the plane back to Auckland with her for some quality whanau time; we'll drive up some ten days later with Maggie. Never having been apart from Becca for more than two nights, I predict that by then her dad and I will either be very twitchy, or preternaturally calm.
In the meantime I intend to make the very most of having a doting pair of arms to, er, hand, in which to deposit my secondborn while I shop, clean, teach, and 'pute. This morning I enjoyed a long hot shower without having to wipe the steam off the glass every ten seconds or thereabouts to peer at Maggie in her bouncy chair and carol 'Where's Mummy?? HERE SHE IS!!!' Tomorrow, I may shave my legs...
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