The difference between a happy baby and a sad baby...
Mamie has heard me say to her, "The difference between a happy baby and a sad baby is..." about a hundred times so far, and with about as many endings. Gas, food, sleep, light in the eyes... these are all things that I have guessed make the difference for Lucy. I am learning that babies, like the more developed members of the human family, are effected by a variety of different things. These past few days, however, Mamie and I are beginning to appreciate the effect of food. Two nights ago we couldn’t help but laugh out loud as Lucy, previously grumpy and whiny, gained a look of complete serenity and bliss after she guzzled a couple more ounces of milk.
After massive feeding events at 1 AM and 5:30 AM last night, she slept so soundly that Mamie and I missed our classes. When Grandma Jamison spoke of why we missed our classes, I said that our "alarm clock" hadn’t gone off. We might have to go back to using our old alarm clocks if Lucy keeps this sleeping thing up. That wouldn't be so bad, though.
posted by John at
3/28/2007 01:39:00 PM
3 Comments:
Wow, Mamie is already back in classes. Bless your darling angel heart, Mama Jamison, for making this possible. What a good Grandma you are!
This photo looks so much like another little cherub I once knew! (middle name Florentine--all of her big sisters' own favorite baby.)
And I must say, John, you sound like this poppa role fits you nicely! Love that.
Johnny, I love your sweet habitual ruts. (small towns in Utah, The difference between, etc.) My clearest memories of Grace as a newborn were in the moonlit window of my first home. I remember rocking her and singing all night long at first. What a joy for you two to now be three.
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