In preparation for Monday’s return to work, Cal and I have been trying out recipes for successful morning quality time together. I’m talking about the 6am - 8am stretch between when he wakes from blissful uninterrupted hours of sound overnight sleep (haaaaa) and the 8am first nap of the day/ arrival of nanny R. Nick’s later start to the day is due to his amazing ability to successfully dream feed Cal at 11pm long after I have turned in for the night.
While I am quite sure I should be using this first “alert time” of the day as a valuable opportunity to break out the baby sign language flash cards, orchestrate some kind of world music sing along, or initiate baby ipad 101 – I have decided instead to engage Cal in more practical studies.
No one can tell me Bjorning down the block for a large coffee at 6am doesn’t constitute healthy bonding (fresh air!) - and that chatting about everything under the sun while getting hair and makeup pulled together isn’t a valuable use of time. Between his place in the bouncer and mine at the bathroom sink, we trade stories and his are getting more animated and complex by the day. I like to think he is seeing firsthand that 90% of life is just showing up (or getting out the door), preferably with mommy being a little caffeinated and looking somewhat pulled together. This kid is going to be a realist.
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