Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Why Is My Face Lopsided

I tell you ... Berry had forecast

Yes, I know I'm doting father and I can not find 10 minutes to write one of those famous notes which I alone have the secret. Ah but it should be understood that this experience of doting father allowed me to confirm something important: caring for a child is a real job with real chunks of time not self within. And therefore, no time for a ticket.

Especially since I take care of my darling little girl with ... how to say ... passion? Yes, there's that. So I'm there with her I'm her, I am present, I stimulates it, I push, I play with her. A true super strong link really has been woven between her and me. Am I entitled to kiss now, yep ... together. Am I entitled to réclamages arms for hugs when things are not and everything.

However, it will be good for this life of doting father stops. Not that I do not spend time looking after my little girl, far from it. No. I have no great desire to return to .... taff But spend too much time with me, it acquires any bad habits. I had already poured in and fro across these places in the draw to face my regular little girl gave her mother when the latter was returning from work. Well, it does not work out always always good. Lena sometimes showing very openly that mom is nice, but Dad, Dad ahhh, what a savior this hero dad.

Today in the sandbox (yes, Lena plays in the sandbox in the morning), she did something, I do not know how to react. A small
Piwin works not alone approached me and grabbed his hands to climb up. I, I all happy to help the little chip (to the amusement of his dad). Blowin thee but not that Lena started to cry / scream like it will not. Yeah. Like, "hey, but my dad to me." Well, I made the small Piwin his dad and I took my little girl in my arms, explaining that I was still her dad who loves him and she was still adored my little girl, even if another small Piwin was entitled to my attention.
Good.
In fact, this bothers me a little possessive. This may be normal by a 1 year old baby to have that kind of attitude. But hey, hey, in the meantime, I did not know where put me and I still do not know how to react if it happens again. I'll have to talk to my sweet, because if it is on this type of shot there 's something that is played with Lena. I feel he'll have to find a middle of something. And my natural tendency to do only "on" / "off" will not necessarily help me qualify. Yes, sometimes (ahem ... even often) I have trouble with the nuances.

Well, in short, Lena grows well ... so good it makes us naps but a trick folaïe: more than 3 hours nap in the afternoon. And despite that, the evening at 21h / 21h15, extinguishing fires, ottoman bed.

Finally, it true that since she has gained and the progress she trudge around, she gets tired much more. Lena also has a side "on" / "off" but with its activity: it is moving around or sleeping. She did not much phases of calm. It was right with my Sweet (mostly it does), a few moments of calm in recent days. Times when reading a book was possible. But I have a feeling we are going through a "zone of turbulence" where it is not possible too ... but hey, hey, that calm will return to its phases. It changes, it evolves ...

Moreover, it evolves so that the true sounds come out now from his mouth. "Papa" and "Mama" become commonplace: sometimes, Lena goes to the window, late in the day and tap on the glass by "Mom" ... kind she calls her mom.
And other sounds come out now also. A kind of "lo" or "dolo" or something like that means she is thirsty and wants water. And when it happens not to understand what she wants, she shows us. Ah well as she arrives to show us what she wants.

Yeah, a year, almost 12 months and a half ... it grows quickly. And my dad last week of chicken is already half gone ... hey, I'm not going to do a flip type "Wow, I too enjoyed" because objectively, I quite enjoyed. I could finalize my synopsis ... I could move (a tad micro) on my volume two ... I read the chained duck ... so eh, yeah, I took ...

And above all ... I played with my daughter, I gave him a hug, I could hear his laugh ... and selfishly, that laugh, it was for me and nothing for me. I squeezed into my arms were tired when she when she was afraid ... I (gently) when she was scolded nonsense ... Anyway, I just did the daddy .. but it's so nice to "just" to Dad.

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