barber

spending my days with a newborn baby is both predictable and unpredictable. while each day is similar to the last, éamon mixes things up from time to time. he's a really pleasant baby, so when on the odd occasion he's having a rough day, i'm a little thrown off. yesterday afternoon he wouldn't sleep, and instead just cried and cried. he did eventually settle, but it was early evening by then, and long past the window of opportunity for me to have a short nap. when these hard moments come up, i really try to focus on the fact that i love him. when i tell him "i love you" i find that it makes me feel more loving and reduces any frustration i'm feeling. words really inform my feelings and attitudes, and it's within my ability to control my response to him. he's just a little baby, and we're both still figuring things out. this afternoon, we were jammin' with bob marley. éam really seemed to like my singing :) i should've tried that yesterday.

brendan is a real wiz at settling him and rocking him to sleep. i'm really proud of him for mastering that. i'm also very thankful that one of us has that skill. sometimes it feels like breastfeeding is my solution for everything. b's a good dad.

i think i'll head to bed now. as much as i'd like to do other things around the house while i have some free time, i know that sleeping is good use of my time as well.

true love that now exist is the love i can't resist.