First, huge thank you to my amazing friend Holly for posting the amazing posts while I was adjusting to life. I'm not sure if she is done or not yet, so she may just put in some more surprise posts. Love you Holly.
Just because I have not been posting lately does not mean I don't have things to share.
Oh boy do I have things to share.
I am not going to share every poppy diaper nor every photo I take. That's just not who I am. Nor do I think you care about that stuff. This is also not going to turn into an "All about Mollie" blog. Unless its entertaining. I will likely share a lot, but I still have things to share aside from her. Well...at the moment I do not. But, I anticipate in the future I will have things to share that do not involve her.
For today, I will share a quick story.
When envisioning how Jeremy and I would parent our child, I never thought we would be "typical" parents. Turns out I was correct. In many ways we are typical, but in many other ways...we are downright crazy.
Enter...nursing charades. We have a newborn baby. She eats quite often. I get pretty bored sitting in her room for hours upon hours feeding her. And...my Facebook friends don't post nearly enough in the middle of the night.
So I need entertainment.
And since I am biologically intended to feed her. I have decided that Jeremy should pull his weight by entertaining me while I feed her.
So we came up with..Nursing Charades
I feed baby.
He acts out things for me to guess.
Yes, this game was devised at 3:00am during a state of total exhaustion.
But it's an excellent game. It makes me think we should invent a box set of games to play while feeding infants.
Game #1: Nursing Charades.
Time passes much faster when you are screaming ..."Forest Gump...No, Olympic Games...No, I got it! MC Hammer!"
Step one in sleep deprived insanity... nursing charades.
(This would be Jeremy during one such episode of Nursing Charades)