My, oh my, Miss Ellie. Have you had yourself a full twenty-four hours
or what? Now I realize every day for an
infant may be a little full. At least
take yourself back to when you were in elementary school and remember how long
it seemed to take each year for your birthday to arrive. Or Christmas.
Or Flag Day if you're into that sort of thing, I guess. Now, just imagine how long days seem to
little Ellie, especially if her sleep patterns are messed up like they kind of
were over the past day.
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| The part of Jack Bauer will now be played by Ellie Holt... |
Normally, I choose to just blog about the things that
actually occur during my time alone with Ellie but the events of last evening
are too good to just totally ignore.
After Bethany gets home and feeds Ellie, she generally likes to spend
some time playing with her sweet baby (who she missed terribly during the work
day) while I work on prepping supper.
Therefore, while I was getting our grill ready for some awesome Farmland
brats, Bethany had placed Ellie on a big quilt to give her room to spread out
and play on the living room floor. One
of our goals lately has been for Ellie to be able to effectively push herself
up while on her stomach and obviously that can only come with practice (or
perhaps a car jack) so, of course, we put Ellie on her stomach to play. Ellie's natural inclination last night was to
immediately roll over which happened almost immediately. Bethany moved her back to her stomach time
and time again until finally Ellie just started rolling from her stomach to her
back to her stomach again and so on and so forth. In fact, this continued for over a half
hour. Ellie even continued to do so
while we ate our dinner in the kitchen and watched her play in the next room. Unfortunately, all of that activity made it a
little rough on Ellie's sleep schedule so she did not have any desire to sleep
well that night with us finally getting her to bed around 10:00.
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| The part of Ellie Holt will now be played by this cute ferret. At least I think it's a ferret. Or an otter. |
When the alarm raised the next morning, I found myself
hoping for better days ahead.
Unfortunately, it was 4:00 am and it wasn't the alarm that raised. It was instead the sound (and optics) of our
neighborhood's transformer blowing up.
And no, I'm not talking about Optimus Prime. Obviously, if this impacted my slumber, then
Ellie's was impacted as well. Our power was
out until close to 7:00 am. Luckily
enough, it came back on in time for me to get dressed and head out to meet a
friend for breakfast at Chick-Fil-A. I
thought I had actually left early enough to get Ellie to fall asleep in her car
seat but was crestfallen to find that she was still wide awake when I reached the
restaurant. She was good and played
happily for about an hour until her patience finally ran thin. Then it was time to go home and let her cry
herself out and fall asleep in her swing.
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| To alleviate confusion, the part of Optimus Prime will continue to be played by Optimus Prime. |
I soon received a phone call from my parents that they were
heading down for the day. My dad had hardly
gotten to interact with his
granddaughter in a month so he was really antsy to see her. Once they arrived, we headed to Outback to
eat lunch with Ellie in tow. I was
wondering if Ellie would want to stay in her car seat or be held but already
knew the answer; she wanted to be held so that she could play. And play, she did. Watching her interact with my parents was
really a great experience. Since she's
become more expressive and more aware of her surroundings, they enjoy her so
much more. Snapping pictures of the big
smiles across their faces as Ellie giggled and squealed in delight was
definitely a highlight of the day as well as for the week for me.
Moral of the story.
Even when the job gets redundant, the benefits are nil, and the cliental
is grouchy, there are still enough surprises and shockers to make it worth
it. Case in point. #DaddyWrite
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