Matilda’s first voice.
I’ve spent the last 4 and a 1/2 months collecting Matilda’s voices. That is, at 5 months, when she really started to use a voice to communicate vs just a scream, I started to record her. Here’s the first one at 5 months. We were driving home from the theatre. We were in the Ford Ranger 2 seater truck so she was in the front seat (in her infant car seat) next to me. She’d been “talking” for several minutes, very quietly, as though she was telling me a private secret. The recording begins with me asking her to tell me that secret.
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New item on my blog and weaning.
Ever since Matilda was 5 months old, I decided that I wanted to try to catch all of her “voice-phases” on my iPhone Recorder Application. Little did I know I would, in my intended efforts, unintentionally record an hour and a half of Justin’s and my home time. The recording includes Justin’s rendition of “The Boogie-Woogie Monkey,” a laughing Matilda-goo, and us reading through a scene for the play I was preparing for- “Dead Man’s Cell Phone” by Sarah Ruhl. Here it is:
In other news, things are going well. The above mentioned play closed this past Sunday. The run went well. Audiences loved it. I loved it. The critics uniforming loved the performances and hated Sarah Ruhl’s play. Oh well.
While I was busy working on that show, Justin was busy at home with Matilda. He got her into a nighttime routine. Good man. Now, for over 2 months, she’s gotten used to a stroll at 6:30, dinner at 7:15, bathtime/clean-up time around 7:25, quiet play time/book time around 7:35 and “walk her to sleep while singing Rock-a-bye-baby” from 7:45 to 8. By god, it works. Tonight I completed the routine for the first time on my own.
Note to self: if I ever have another baby, I will not nurse him/her to sleep. It’s going to be a nightmare weaning Matilda because she falls asleep on the boob 90% of the time. Sometimes she’s desperate for sleep but only a boob will calm her down. I feel like a schmuck as a result. Don’t get me wrong, it’s sweet, nursing. I love the closeness, our bond, the sweet coos… And god knows allowing her to nurse-to-sleep provided TONS of extra sleep over the last 9 months. All of us slept better because of it. When the time comes to try to wean, though, the lack of sleep will catch up.
