February 10th, 2010
You get really creative when you have a baby. Maybe sneaky is the right word. I have accepted a lot of things I knew I was going to have to sacrifice when Sophie came along. I think pregnancy prepares you for that. I don’t shower everyday, I don’t shower every other day either. I don’t have to get too specific here but let’s just say I’m not squeaky clean all of the time. But there are some mornings I wake up and I just cannot stand how my head feels and I think I can hear my hair screaming to be washed. This morning was one of those. The baby was sufficiently fed, smiling and happy. She was changed into her day clothes, long sleeves, pants and socks because of this terribly drafty house and I placed her in her swing. She loves that swing and it is where she takes her morning nap, her first morning nap. Now I’m not so confident in thinking it would be okay, or even safe, to get into the shower in another room with the water running, where I cannot spring to her side in the face of trouble. My number one priority is her and I chose this responsibility and I do it without hesitation or fail. She is not a burden, she’s a blessing. But my screaming hair!
I get all I need, shampoo and towel and I stick my head in the kitchen sink, where I can just turn my head up and see her in her swing. She is swinging happily, eyes closed, hands relaxed at her sides… I turn the water on. She swings. I stick my head in the water… WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
This is how it goes. Same rule goes for dinner time or when I have to use the bathroom.
I love being a Mommy and I love being needed. My hair can wait. I may never get this moment back again, seeing her smiling face looking up at me with her eyes saying, “I knew you were about to do that”.
