My mother has left for Tennessee until Christmas, so it’s just me and Edith. We hung out all day today! Alllllll day. All day. I felt every hour of this day. And then just when bedtime approached, I realized DST ends tonight and so actually it was an hour earlier than I’d thought. I don’t know what that’s going to do to our sleeping schedule; I imagine I’ll find out about 4am or so.
I don’t mean to make it sound like I don’t love hanging out with my daughter. I do! It’s my favorite thing to do, and we had a very lovely day. It was just a very long lovely day. Normally, my Mom might take Edith for an hour or two, and also there’s another adult around to talk to which makes the time seem to pass more quickly when you can’t, say, read a book or watch TV or go for a run or get drunk or anything.
With a baby, you have to be in the moment. I have never been a fan of being in the moment. I like escaping the moment. I prefer to be in front of the moment, or behind it. Just to the side of it, perhaps.
But with an infant, you are in the moment, and so you really learn the length of the moment. Today was 14 hours of moments, and I was fully in every last one of them.