Dear Baby Swing,
I have mixed emotions about you. Sometimes I feel bad when you lull my baby into a blissful slumber and I think maybe I should be doing that. Sometimes I worry that using you too much is going to give my daughter a flat head. Sometimes I worry if I’m not holding her 24 hours day she’s going to feel abandoned.
But then I remember she only likes you a few times a day for 30 to 45 minutes tops and I realize I am quite in love with you. Plus, I’m sure you enjoy your baby time and I wouldn’t want to deprive you of that as it means putting your cute mobile to use (she sure does love that thing) and making chirpy or sing-song noises. (Seriously, though, couldn’t you have just a simple background white noise setting? But I suppose this is not a relationship deal breaker.) Thanks to you I am able to do the following things:
- Make coffee in the morning. This is of vital importance as it kickstarts my brain so I am able to hold those very important one-sided conversations with my daughter and have them consist of more than “goo,” “gah,” and “good job pooping, honey!”
- I’m able to eat breakfast. This has had to sustain me through lunch on more than one occasion when my daughter has not wanted to be put down. (Yes, even in your loving embrace.) Thanks to breakfast, I did not faint in those afternoon fussy hours…just got very shaky. And learned the importance of having granola bars on hand.
- Check emails. If she is still sleeping in you past the coffee making and cereal eating stage, I can quickly respond to emails and even write a blog post, making me feel quite productive before mommy duty commences. And thanks to aforementioned coffee, I even sound coherent in those emails and writings.
- Eat dinner. When afternoon fussy time ends, baby girl and I have playtime and then…daddy’s home! This is a very happy time and you often get neglected as baby and daddy have bonding time and I go shower or work (or…sshhhhh…check Facebook) but you’re waiting patiently and once dinner is ready, you rock my happy little girl and keep her happy while her father and I quickly shovel in some nutritional substanance and — gasp! — actually reconnect with each other and have an adult conversation on what’s going on in our lives.
- Take a breather. Sometimes, I admit it, I get tired. After cooing and talking in baby talk all day and making sure enough tummy time happens and breastfeeding every two hours and wearing the baby around the house while I try to get some work or cleaning done, I’m exhausted. Some days, I know daddy duty is going to start in an hour or so, but I’m just. so. tired. and you non-judgementally take over soothing duties for a half hour while I sit on the couch next to you and enjoy a cup of tea and do some writing (or…sshhhhh…check Facebook).
And that is why I love you, dear swing. I know she won’t fit in you much longer or may not tolerate you even before she outgrows you, but I promise to introduce her to your cousin when she’s a bit older so she can have more fun swing time.
For now, you’re one of her — and my — favorite things.
A Happy, but Tired New Mom