You are now nine months old and have settled into a routine. It’s not exactly the best routine for your mother because you still wake her once in the middle of the night for a feed, but it’s a routine nonetheless, which is helpful for us in terms of scheduling and being able to do things in general. Of course, now that I’ve written about it, I bet you’ll go off the rails tomorrow and change it all up.
You know when it’s snack time and you’ll remind us by crawling up to your chair and then tug at it.
You’ve gotten so consistent with your wake up time that I don’t even need an alarm clock. Similarly, you’re clockwork in terms of when you have your meals, the number of meals you have, and when you need to sleep. Whether’s it attributed to routine or not, our biggest success in recent days has been getting you to sleep by simply placing you on your stomach and singing a couple rounds of “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”. HALLELUJAH! Your mother’s and my body were seriously breaking down, and I’m not sure how long we could’ve kept up the old regime of rocking you to sleep or bending over in weird positions to pat you to sleep. Now our backs are on the mend and your mother has the use of both wrists back.
You like to chill next to the laundry machine for some reason. It’s like TV to you watching it spin.
So everyday, by the time 8:30 PM rolls around, you’re asleep and your mother and I are ready to go par-tay and do adult stuff like surf the internet, eat dessert, work on our blogs, and talk about how funny you are. If we were smart(er), we’d probably go to bed early, but there’s just too little time in the day now for that. To further add to that, I thought I’d note my routine now apparently involves obtaining a dad bod because I’ve sadly stopped going to the gym. I’m looking forward to the days when your little legs can carry you and we can jog around the park together (or have a picnic).
The funny and sad thing about “routine” is how the days just start blurring together, which makes time seem like it’s going by so fast. And when time goes fast, I never feel like I’ve spent enough time hanging out with you or your mother. Maybe the reason babies change their routines regularly during their development is so there’s a way to slow down time for their caretaker because our DNA has an emotional side to it. I suppose the reality is these letters to you are just as much as they are for myself :)