The Kids are fine. And so are we!: The good people sleep better, while the bad ones seemed to enjoy the waking hours much more. ~ Woody Allen (Side Effects)

The Kids are fine. And so are we!

"The trouble with being a parent is that by the time you are experienced, you are unemployed." ~ Anonymous

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

The good people sleep better, while the bad ones seemed to enjoy the waking hours much more. ~ Woody Allen (Side Effects)

There must be a thousand and one ways to put a kid to sleep, but this kid wants them all. She must, she must be rocked and sang to all the way to la-la-land. That added to the time spent on nursing, the kid is being held for more than half a day. This leaves me with plenty to do with so little time.

Wil has been saying that she is growing longer and heavier daily. Dorh! Wonder if carrying her would improve the muscle tones (interrupted by the kid’s sleep noises, I hope she’s asleep again) of my upper arms. The cradling action seems to work only on the biceps. Wonder which carrying method could define those hard-to-target triceps muscles. (Ops, she signals again!).

My dear Kid, we are here when you need us; for comfort, food and love.
You can fall asleep on your own, but never be alone.
What gives to close your eyes and stop those thrashing arms?
Standing over Miss Sleepy Head, we pat your baby bums.

Good night my love, for you need to rest.
To grow strong and healthy, you really should’t protest.
Sleep tight my love, noises and nightmares aren’t real.
Just a little entertainment from your imagination.
Sweet dreams my love, of our faces, voices and warmth.
See you the next morning, and we shall sing your favourite song.

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posted by Chris @ 9:07 am

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