Yeah, I’d change Savvy’s diaper in the dark without much effort; that part came pretty easily to me once I had to start changing diapers, but once we got downstairs, she was usually awake. I’d only turn on the pantry light so we didn’t go blind as we made up some formula, and I’d sit her in her bouncy chair while I mixed it up, plopping her and the chair right on top of the kitchen counter. Why not? It was a small chair and there was no chance of her getting out or it falling off. It had a seat belt. From her inclined vantage point, she could watch me make her snack, and sometimes she would smile. In the low light from the pantry, I could see everything I needed to do, and we’d get it set up quickly. Then, since we had 20 minutes of feeding followed by 20 minutes of waiting, I’d sit in the rocker and find something humorous to watch on TV. In the near dark, she would eat and I would hold her.
This, I decided, was quality time; some moments that I could use to reflect on the day. Time that only she and I would ever share.
And it wouldn’t last long, I’d remind myself. The warnings of dozens of friends whose kids were off to college just as we were having our first, echoed in my ears: They grow up fast. They grow up fast.
Come back tomorrow for the next installment of Savvy Stories chapter 3
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