Well, after John’s last post, I figured that I’d better write a new one before he attacks me too. I guess I can’t use “I’m busy” as an excuse anymore.
So I’ll let you into my life a little bit now.
Eva has a goopie eye. She eats her hands like crazy. She giggled for the first time on Monday. Pete and I high-fived each other afterward. She went in her exersaucer for the second time and actually seemed to be getting the hang of it. (Check Flickr for a picture.) She slept through the night once, I think last week. It hasn’t happened since.
It is officially spring now. We’ve set our clocks forward and now we have a lot more sunshine at the end of the day. It is very nice.
Peter and I went on our biggest date since Eva was born. Dinner and a movie. Montana’s and “300”. We were away from her for four hours, which to Peter isn’t a big deal since he leaves her every day. As for me, it was a long time. The longest yet. I was doing very well, I thought, but about an hour into “300” I started to worry that we weren’t getting cell service and that Vivian & Bethany (our wonderful babysitters) wouldn’t be able to get ahold of us. So I politely tapped Peter on the shoulder and asked. He kind of laughed at me being worried. He checked his phone for me and sure enough, we did get service and Vivian and Bethany hadn’t called. Phew. Peter might tell you that I asked about 10 minutes into the movie, but it simply isn’t true. I know. I started checking my watch as soon as we got to the theatre.
It’s hard to leave your little girl.
Anyway, I fear that my blog is turning into all posts about motherhood and Eva. I fear that if that happens then I’ll lose readers; that my insights on parenting will be lost on Nic or Dave or Jeremy. Or John. So I’m trying not to always talk about her.
I promise, the next post will be about something else.
(Just kidding John, I know you’ll always be an avid reader.)