Monday, October 15, 2012

Ten Weeks Old

Axel, 2012

Well, I am in a bit of a kerfuffle trying to get organized for our trip out west and my return to work next week. Kerfuffle as in up-for-three-hours-in-the-middle-of-the-night-with-my-mind-racing-while-the baby-slept kerfuffle. Axel, meanwhile, seems unperturbed.

At ten weeks he is such a good little fellow. I mean, he so rarely fusses that when he does, I am convinced he is in the throes of a strange illness.

We've been kind of wimpy on the sleep training front, mainly because of this upcoming trip (hard to fathom letting your baby cry it out when you are about to share a hotel room with him for 5 nights.) But we did wean him off of sleeping in his swaddle, which feels like a breakthrough. I can see him on the video monitor, conducting his imaginary orchestra through the night, but all the flailing doesn't seem to wake him up any more than he usually would.

I am really, really enamored. And I can tell that I am getting a little needy at the prospect of a return to the office. It's just hard to imagine cramming in a day's worth of quality time into the 3-4 hours in the morning we'll have before I have to jump on the subway. Next week I'll be the lady on the L platform breathing into a paper bag or sniffling away while scrolling through photos on my phone. Deep breaths.

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