Sarah left this morning for a well-deserved overnight trip to the beach with a friend, her first trip away from Nicholas for more than a few hours. That means that I'm in charge here at the Casa de Peanut. So far so good -- only one brief trip to the mall to induce a nap (for Nicholas, not Daddy), and he's still sleeping! When he wakes up he'll be hungry, so I should make this snappy.
Now, I consider myself a pretty involved father. I change lots of diapers, I do one feeding a day from a bottle, and I'm super cognizant of time, so I keep pretty good track of Nicholas's schedule. Even so, with Sarah gone, I feel like I'm flying without a net, so to speak, just a little bit. It may just be because I literally don't have my safety net (i.e., Sarah), but it also seems like there are certain things I just don't understand about their relationship and how they work. One thing I know for sure that I don't know is how the mid-night feedings work, since Sarah (blessedly) lets me sleep through those. On the other hand, I've also noticed that he acts differently when he's with each of us, so I'm sure there are some things about my relationship with him that Sarah finds mystifying.
Anyway, I guess this is a long way of saying that you might see a post tomorrow afternoon from Sarah in which she describes finding Nicholas and me on the couch in our underwear, sitting in a puddle of our own drool, with a West Wing DVD or baseball game on the TV. Actually, that last part sounds nice.
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