ant mommies

Jonathan was amazing and slept from 8pm until 9:30am today (getting up here and there to nurse, of course) And I slept the VAST majority of that time. So why oh why am I so tired?? I feel like I might just fall over and die at any moment. Maybe all of those less than ideal nights are catching up to me. Or maybe it is because it is cloudy out today...

Anyway, I was pulling up some of my summer annuals this afternoon so I can plant some lettuce and spinach soon. I moved one of my large pots that has been sitting in the same location all summer and there was an entire colony of ants living underneath. At first it totally grossed me out (what a hardened gardener I am that ants creep me out) but then I noticed that they were all wildly scrambling in that way only ants can do to move this huge pile of eggs out of danger now that the pot had been moved. Streams upon streams of ants each carrying one egg were darting away as fast as ant-ly possible. I started to be less grossed out and started to wonder if the ants had feelings toward their eggs and babies in the same way that we humans do. Did the ants in this colony feel about moving their eggs the way I would feel about getting Jonathan's stroller out of the middle of a busy road? So I moved the put back over the ant colony. Hopefully all of the mommy ants' panic will be relieved.

But now I can't shake the feeling that there are ants crawling on my legs- maybe I'll go take a shower!!

Talking Baby

magic

Last night some friends of ours went into labor and they sent us pictures of the new baby today! I am so excited for them it makes me cry!! They are in the midst of such a magical time.

Bringing a brand new person into the world is an amazing and wonderful process!! Those precious hours of labor and first days are such a blur of excitement, disbelief, joy and wonder. This thing that you've been anticipating, but not quite believing, for the past 9 months; this thing that has happened to all mothers throughout all of time; this thing of faith and lore is happening to you. It is terrifying and wonderful and for all of its pain it is magical. And suddenly it is over and there is a tiny new life laying in your arms that somehow came from inside of you. Like in all of life's truly momentous events, time stands still and goes twice as fast all at once.

If I could relive one experience in my life, I think I would pick Jonathan's birth.

philosophy of sleep

Unfortunately Jonathan takes after his mommy when it comes to sleep...

I hate sleeping- deep down I believe that (a) it wastes precious moments of my life and (b) I will miss something fabulous that will happen while I am asleep. Jonathan seems to have adopted this philosophy in utero. It would be nicer for everyone (Jonathan included) if he had his dad's philosophy of sleep: that enjoying a nap or going to bed is akin to sitting down to a great meal- something to be treasured and enjoyed as often as possible. Alas.