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Jun. 6th, 2005 06:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rivkaI was feeling way claustrophobic this afternoon. Alex had settled into a pattern of snacking every two hours or less, rather than her usual habit of a big meal every four hours. This meant that she only slept in short bursts too, and every time she woke up she was miserably hungry. Lots of crying. Endless bottle mixing, warming, and washing.
Finally I said, "The hell with it, we're leaving the house." I packed up the diaper bag, slowly, because Alex was so fussy, put our overdue library books in the basket of the stroller, and went outside. I figured that even if she was too fussy to go inside the library, we could still get some exercise and return the books to the outside slot. But she quieted down for the stroller ride. She didn't smile, but she looked around with wide, serious eyes.
Inside the library, we looked at the new books and then checked some things in the electronic catalog. Alex started to cry, so I scooped her up and put her in the sling. That was all it took! She rested quietly against my chest long enough for me to make a good sweep through the fiction library. The fiction librarian - a reserved, proper woman in her fifties who has never said a word to me that didn't involve books I was requesting - came rushing out from behind her desk to see Alex. Apparently she's been worrying a bit, not having seen seen me since two days before Alex was born. She actually took my hand as she told me that she was glad to see that everything had turned out well for me.
By the time I reached the checkout desk, Alex was sound asleep. I debated moving her from the sling to the stroller for about two seconds, and then decided to load the stroller full of library books instead. We must have made a funny picture.
We walked home slowly, because it's a lot hotter out when you have a baby in a sling and a stroller full of books. Hot enough that we stopped by City Cafe and had a large iced chai and a chocolate chip cookie. I read one of my library books until Alex woke up, and then shifted the library books into the stroller basket so she would be able to ride where she could look around.
I felt much better about the world by the time we got back home. It's amazing, what an hour and a half out in civilization can do.
Finally I said, "The hell with it, we're leaving the house." I packed up the diaper bag, slowly, because Alex was so fussy, put our overdue library books in the basket of the stroller, and went outside. I figured that even if she was too fussy to go inside the library, we could still get some exercise and return the books to the outside slot. But she quieted down for the stroller ride. She didn't smile, but she looked around with wide, serious eyes.
Inside the library, we looked at the new books and then checked some things in the electronic catalog. Alex started to cry, so I scooped her up and put her in the sling. That was all it took! She rested quietly against my chest long enough for me to make a good sweep through the fiction library. The fiction librarian - a reserved, proper woman in her fifties who has never said a word to me that didn't involve books I was requesting - came rushing out from behind her desk to see Alex. Apparently she's been worrying a bit, not having seen seen me since two days before Alex was born. She actually took my hand as she told me that she was glad to see that everything had turned out well for me.
By the time I reached the checkout desk, Alex was sound asleep. I debated moving her from the sling to the stroller for about two seconds, and then decided to load the stroller full of library books instead. We must have made a funny picture.
We walked home slowly, because it's a lot hotter out when you have a baby in a sling and a stroller full of books. Hot enough that we stopped by City Cafe and had a large iced chai and a chocolate chip cookie. I read one of my library books until Alex woke up, and then shifted the library books into the stroller basket so she would be able to ride where she could look around.
I felt much better about the world by the time we got back home. It's amazing, what an hour and a half out in civilization can do.
