Monday, August 1
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Have I mentioned the in-laws were here this weekend? They dropped-in before their vacation to the ancestral lake house in Sunapee, N.H.
It's sort of been a blur since Friday afternoon. I can clearly remember sleeping both Friday and Saturday night, thanks to Joe and Connie splitting the night watch. There was also some take-out ribs, a massive amount of Summer plantings for the yard, fresh corn, a new bottle of Bombay Sapphire, a pizza and copious amounts of iced tea interspersed over our weekend.
They fly out of BWI tomorrow morning, so tonight they get a well-deserved night's rest for their travels tomorrow. After two days, I'm back on the overnight. After my first hour, things are finally settling. At one point I had Callie wanting to finish her bottle from midnight as I was feeding Declan. Then Emmett began to fuss.
Right about here, the spidey-sense took over: put Declan down in the swing, feed Callie for an ounce while giving Emmett a pacifier, then put down Callie to change Emmett, keep an eye on Declan, re-swaddle Emmett so he'll take the passie and stop losing his mind, calm Callie down and feed her another ounce, check on Dexy in the swing, put Em's passie back in, make Callie burp, reset Dexy's swing, put Callie down, re-swaddle Em, administer necessary coos and calmings, make sure nobody throws-up and write down all the pertinent info on in the log book.
At times, I imagine this is what hip-hop deejaying must be like.
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It's sort of been a blur since Friday afternoon. I can clearly remember sleeping both Friday and Saturday night, thanks to Joe and Connie splitting the night watch. There was also some take-out ribs, a massive amount of Summer plantings for the yard, fresh corn, a new bottle of Bombay Sapphire, a pizza and copious amounts of iced tea interspersed over our weekend.
They fly out of BWI tomorrow morning, so tonight they get a well-deserved night's rest for their travels tomorrow. After two days, I'm back on the overnight. After my first hour, things are finally settling. At one point I had Callie wanting to finish her bottle from midnight as I was feeding Declan. Then Emmett began to fuss.
Right about here, the spidey-sense took over: put Declan down in the swing, feed Callie for an ounce while giving Emmett a pacifier, then put down Callie to change Emmett, keep an eye on Declan, re-swaddle Emmett so he'll take the passie and stop losing his mind, calm Callie down and feed her another ounce, check on Dexy in the swing, put Em's passie back in, make Callie burp, reset Dexy's swing, put Callie down, re-swaddle Em, administer necessary coos and calmings, make sure nobody throws-up and write down all the pertinent info on in the log book.
At times, I imagine this is what hip-hop deejaying must be like.
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Aw, man! I set that one up, didn't I? Bonus points if you can work-in Emmett for the baby-name-music-reference trifecta.
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