...because she doesn't sleep and she occasionally poops in the bathtub (that's Kavanna I'm talking about)!! It occurred to me that seen through the lens of this blog, our lives seem effortlessly blissful. Truth is we do have our moments of bliss, but parenting a teenager and a toddler has its challenges as well as its rewards.
I don't have to be a political prisoner to know that sleep deprivation is torture. Tomorrow is the seven month anniversary of Family Day and we've slept through the night exactly.... once. That would be our first night with Kavanna when she actually slept through the night (probably from sheer emotional exhaustion). Currently she's teething in a bad way, four molars and four incisors and she wakes up every twenty minutes howling in pain. The rest of the time she's kicking me in the head. She starts off in her crib and ends up in our bed...
I am living on caffeine.
Ever notice how much the subject of poop gets discussed once you become a parent? What's that about? Kavanna now informs us when she needs her diaper changed by patting her tush and announcing, "Poop."
As for the bath incident... ah, there are no words. I just try to keep my sense of humor, and a bottle of 409 cleaner, close at hand.
Daddy & Kavanna get ready to take a walk. Nice shades, dude! Nice shades, dudette!
Kavanna loves her Daddy.
Kavanna loves Ariel but she gets squirmy when it's time to sit still for a photo. Kavanna doesn't like sitting still. Why sit when you can run and jump and whirl like a dervish?
Kavanna gets a big kiss from a very big and very sweet dog named Max.
