Entry for September 12, 2007

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Kind Act Count to Date: 48
Day 14 Having a baby is wonderful. it is a miracle. It is life-affirming. It brigs you close to your loved ones, and inspires feelings of awe in the majesty of the universe.
It can also get a bit boring.
On occasio, at the moment life is a bit Groundhog Dayesque. Here is my routine -
6.45am Am awoken by the Small Bald Person repeatedly shouting "DaddyDaddyDaddy".
6.46am Bury head under pillow. Will either sleep or death to come.
6.47am Am nudged by wife saying "Baby's awake." Pretend to be dead.
6.48am Nurse bruise as a result of well-meaning spouse elbowing me to ensure I am still alive. Rise. Reassure Small Bald Person I am awake. Tell her Daddy is not abandoning her but is only going for a pee.
6.50am Have pee accompanied by cries from neighbouring room from inconsolable child.
6.55am Am re-united with said child. Get a large cuddle and am Asked "Dyoueedapea?" (We believe this means "Did you eat a pea?" This is the Small PBald Person's only joke at the moment).
7.00am Shuffle around kitchen reciting mantra - Milk, Microwave, Cheerios, Apple, Tea, Mugs, Toast, Babywipe.
7.40am Have shower. My only time to myself in the whole day. It is lovely. I want to live in the shower. I love my shower. Leave me here. It is nice here. No-one can hurt me.
8.00am Leave for work. Small Bald Person askes me "Dyoueedapea" and laughs.
8.20am Arrive at work. Have blissful cup of tea.
8.20am - 5.30pm Work.
5.30pm Home. Daughter asks me if ate a pea. She laughs.
5.45pm Dinner whilst the Beanbag Boy sobs uncontrollably. Wife tells me tales of her day. Highlights generally include unusual bowel movements of the children, and hilarious stories about daughter asking people if they ate a pea.
6.30pm Bath daughter. She insists on saying "Hello Pooh" to a novelty sponge 153 times.
6.50pm Story. I know the story of Timothy Pope and his Telescope very well now.
7pm Bed for daughter.
7.05pm The Archers on Radio 4
7.15pm - 10.30pm - Checking bloody footnotes. Several cups of coffee.
10.30pm Bath the Beanbag Boy. Lots of crying. He goes purple. I feel vaguley helpless but generally amazed.
11pm Ready for bed. Attempt to rouse wife from sofa.
11.30 pm Further attempt to rouse wife from sofa. Am assured that she is not sleeping. Drool on her chin speaks otherwise.
12pm Shout at wife "WAKE UP" a little crossly.
1.05pm Am awoken by wife coming to bed enquiring loudly "Why didn't you wake me."
1.06pm Fall into fitfull and dream-filled sleep....
And so on. and so forth.
Anyway - today's kind act. I have run my Significant Other a bubbly bath.