Always rushing to go nowhere

We're happily living our fifth week as new parents. Nora has sort of created a semi-reliable schedule. For instance right now is her "long" afternoon nap. Her usual behavior is to eat once an hour and kind of nap between those feedings. Once in a while she'll go an hour and a half. This time is the only time she'll go two hours between feedings and this means a solid one hour nap in which I can either scurry around and get stuff done or I can write a stream of conscience blog so that I can remember these blurry days in the future. Today I've chosen to update my blog. Go me.

I'm getting more sleep. Nora's finally and officially sleeping in large chunks at night. She's not "sleeping through the night" by anyone's definition, but it's better than nothing. She'll wake up and eat plenty, but she doesn't stay up anymore and I call that a "win."

Awesome. Adam just walked through and dropped off some laundry for me to fold and put away. I know that he thinks sitting around feeding the baby all day is "personal" time, he's wrong, BUT I'm a sucker for guilt trips and he does have a point; I should contribute more than just feeding the kid and making the  bed every day.

I suppose I'll find time to write more later. Like, tomorrow, when he's not here to disrupt me.