Julie is thrilled to be able to zip her hoodie again. Late in the pregnancy, she could pull it about to where her ribs met her armpits.
I'm going to try to get Julie out of the house for awhile this weekend. Lyla is two weeks old today, and Julie hasn't been anywhere without her since conception. She feels quite the weight of motherly responsibility, I think, what with the whole feeding source thing. If Lyla doesn't make the right weight at next Friday's doctor appointment, Julie will take it personally. It's like she's Lyla's wrestling coach.
That's a lot to take on. Julie started to pump recently, and I actually fed Lyla her first ounces of bottle milk yesterday. Talk about power. I thought to myself, Lyla is eating now, and I am the reason why. I'm sure it's ten times as powerful if your nerps are where the food comes from. Really, dads with bottles are just posers.
But it might do Julie some good to go to the mall for an hour and get away from the immediacy of motherhood. As long as I have a bottle or two, I'll be fine. Domestic or imported, it doesn't matter.
Just kidding, I mean a bottle or two of milk for Lyla. 'Cause I can handle taking care of her by myself. I can. Maybe I'll have my mom over, and Julie can leave for like 45 minutes or 30 minutes or so. Maybe 15 minutes to pick up the pictures at Walgreen's and come right back.
Maybe we can both go out and leave Daisy to babysit.
3 comments:
Daisy looks a bit nervous about the babysitting gig. :)
Oh my gosh - that is such a cute picture! Tulip might be a more responsible babysitter. Daisy might have her boyfriend over while you guys are away :)
Dan - If you want - I am a capable sitter with lots of experience and no convictions - I also am home all weekend with no real responsibilities.
rbiggs@bloomington.k12.mn.us
I also come prepared with dinner and dessert for the parents!
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