Last night we had the pleasure of hosting our friends Dan and Heather and their 16-month-old son Noah, who were passing through on a cross-country trip. We had a blast, as we always have with them; one of our other old neighbors from VA is in town for training so we had a partial reunion of sorts.
After meeting Noah, we know a few things for sure.
• Our home is a toddler death trap. I realize ours won't be running the day he or she is born, but I also realize I won't have all day to be babyproofing when June gets here.
• I have seen the future, and when we get there Guinness and Aslan will be very, very unhappy cats. We can only hope that they get used to our babies, as ours won't be running into the house and screeching "KITTY!" at jet-plane decibels. At least not until they're a few days old.
• I have never truly been tired.
• My gut has been telling me that Karma is going to punish our couch-potato ways by giving us a child who never stops moving. Now I'm sure of it.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
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Don't worry about the house being a death trap. You'll learn as you go along. We found out many years ago when one of our nieces was about 5 that having a cork board with pins in it within reach is never a good idea.
Now, having never been in your brain ala 'Being John Malkovich', I can't ensure that you simply haven't been as tired as you will be, but chances are, yes, you will be singing the praises of coffee even more than you currently do. Take advantage of the drugs that US government says you can take. And take lots of them. And take some more for Ruth because if she is nursing, there's still a ton of stuff she won't be able to take.
We were given a cat who at the time didn't get along well with the family's 1 year old. But by the time Ally rolled around, it was too old to be cranky and actually was quite friendly with Ally.
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