Tuesday, March 18, 2014

march 17...took him on the tram into town. everyone on their iPhones and him sitting in the middle of them in his pram, trying to make eye contact. eventually an older woman gave him some love, but could see how sad and bewildering it was for him - no indication of why all those people were silent, still and fixed.

put him into the Jolly Jumper for the first time. there was, as I expected, a gradual dawning of joy - after a few times he'll be right into it.

still waking up much too often, crying a few times some nights. one good night at the weekend (one wakeup) but otherwise it's just a different horribleness every night. getting my swims in whenever humanly possible. eating too much chocolate, thank goodness for breast feeding or I'd be the size of a house.

small noises and happy screams and one small noise, the past few days, which may be specific to wanting me. not a word, but a mum-sound.

they are so underdeveloped compared to every other animal when born. six months, 15 days.

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