2005.08.22 - baby plus coffee equals a whole lotta work-
While Everett's been in preschool, Truman and I have taken the opportunity to do some other things. Thursday we went to baby mama yoga, and today is the second time we've hung out at Random Order Coffeehouse (19th and Alberta, about a half-mile from preschool), drinking coffee and eating pie and breastfeeding and reading the Times (oooh, ahh, ohhhhh!) and typing like crazy.
Truman lies, stands, or bounces on my lap while I read and eat and type. He loves to look around over my shoulder while I keep my fingers busy. It shouldn't work, but it does, somehow. I have to take some uncomfortable liberties - like, leaving my laptop alone while we go to the bathroom together - but the noisy coffeehouse, filled with other laptop-toters and and unusually large number of pregnant women and other new mamas, is somehow very conducive to my focus and Truman's calm happiness.
He is bouncing, and spitting, pushing off with his outrageously strong muscles and making a series of wet spots on my right sleeve as I type. It's not perfect, but it's really nice, and if I were the sort of mama who wanted to hold onto an age forever, I think this would be the one.
