Early this morning David woke up and Matt took him to the back bedroom to rock him. Carmen and I remained in bed to continue sleeping. Soon after, I heard a crash and then David sounding very upset. I hopped out of bed and flew to the back room. "Check David," Matt said. "The rocking chair broke." And it was broken. Not squeaky-broken, but snapped and in pieces, broken-broken. When Matt leaned back to rock, the chair back completely gave way. Matt kept David safe and in his arms as he tumbled out of the chair. When he handed him to me David had already stopped fussing. The wiggly baby made himself comfortable and gave me a sleepy wince as he looked into my backlit face. He yawned, blinked, and smiled. We decided to call it morning and wake up.
Matt feels really bad. That beautiful, old rocking chair once belonged to our neighbor. It rocked way back in a lazy, West Texas sort of way, and it squeaked in a characteristic fashion that the babies had come to like. All but one of the back vertical spindles is broken. Any other person might throw it away, but we like the chair too much. Matt is going to get a lathe one day, and as a first project we'll make it good as new.
Until then, we had to add another task to today's to-do list: find a replacement. The glider we bought two weeks ago is now in the back room, but it's helpful to have two rockers in the front room because with the big picture window it's a more pleasant place to soothe a baby. In the evenings it's nice when Matt and I can rock the babies together for a little while at night (until Carmen starts singing, anyway). And a rocker in the back room is helpful when someone is fussy and needs to be insulated from the rest of the house for a little bit.
While the babies took an uncharacteristically good nap this morning (what a blessing!) Matt installed his mini-shower while I trolled the web researching local consignment stores. I didn't want to drive the babies all over town and come home empty-handed. On a lark I checked eBay and found a glider for sale in Katy. I contacted the seller and this afternoon made arrangements to have the glider delivered tomorrow at noon. We saved some money, and saved ourselves the hassle of driving around to find a replacement. I love eBay!
Meanwhile, the mini shower was a lot more work to install than it was supposed to be. While I was working on the rocker situation Matt wound up having to replace some plumbing in this old house. Whew.
The rest of the day felt a little more relaxing. We visited Nadia and talked about babies and birth and funding for her Community Doula Program. As a doula Nadia was with us when the babies were born and helped us navigate the red tape at the hospital. My favorite picture from the visit, even though the shutter speed was a wee bit slow:
When we got home we had lots of NBT (nakey butt time) and had smashing good success with our BBLPs. The babies enjoyed being diaper-free and David was able to sit up for quite a long while without the bulk of the diaper to disturb his sense of balance.
C&D were also very munchy today, and chomped on everything from knuckles and teethers to thumbs and toes. I wish those teeth would just hurry up and get here already. Some days I feel like I'm drowning in drool.
Wow. Already 10 o'clock. I guess I've been pretty wordy lately because I haven't had a chance to talk or e-mail much. Work is going to pick up significantly, too, so that's going to make it even harder to communicate with everyone; I have a meeting in Dallas at the end of September that I need to plan and coordinate.
Mom: did you read the rest of that e-mail that I send the other day (you were supposed to scroll down)? Tell me if you want the Twinlab vities. And tell Zelda that the headlamp she gave me a few Christmases ago we use every night. Leave it to Matt and I to use our backbacking equipment to cope with all this babyness. Works great, though. Really.
Ashley: send me pix! Congrats on closing!
Better join everybody in bed.
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