Friday, December 14, 2007

Friday Day

Ah, the early hours of morning! I’m seeing a lot of them these days. It is also a pretty good time for Iain, until he starts to fuss because he’s tired and hungry or just plain tired. I really enjoy the days when I can go back to bed with him. Today isn’t one of those days as I’m getting some help with cleaning today in preparation for DH’s work Open House (at our house) on Sunday.

For the first time in a long time we will not be getting Christmas presents in the mail on time for Christmas this year. I’m having a bit of trouble accepting that fact. I’ve always been terrible at getting birthday presents in the mail. I usually have birthday presents purchased well in advance of the recipient’s birthday, only to include it in their Christmas parcel in the Fall! Terrible I know. This year, however, even the Christmas parcels won’t be making it in time to share the ‘under the tree’ glory with the big red suited guy’s presents.

Speaking of the guy in the red suit, Iain and I attended a Christmas banquet yesterday. It was a bash put on by the Annapolis County Family Resource Centre’s Family Matters program. It was huge. I attend a Mother Goose program here in Middleton and that one usually hosts around 15 parents and their wee ones so I was expecting about that many. I’d say there were over a hundred people there.

Over the past few weeks, I have been having a lot of trouble nursing Iain in public as he is so curious that, when he hears something different, he turns to look. Usually taking a sensitive part of me with him, I might add. Therefore, when he indicated he was hungry yesterday, I took myself off to what I thought would be a quiet corner to nurse him.

Now, with about one hundred people and, say, 50% of those being children, it was hard to find a quiet spot. Therefore, I used a receiving blanket to shield Iain’s eyes (I don’t usually ‘cover’ as I don’t think women should have to in order to feed a child). Each time he heard something, Iain would turn his head and only see the receiving blanket. Naturally I was reassuring him with "It’s okay, Iain, there’s nobody there (I never knew that I’d have to lie to him and at such a tender age!)." He seemed to believe me and settled in for a quiet nurse in a lovely little corner in a different room from the banquet itself.

There we were, minding our own business and having a lovely little nursing session when what to my wondering eyes should appear but sixty tiny children and a man they held quite dear. Yes, ladies and gentlemen. I had parked us two seats down from the red suited guy himself. Iain, bless his heart, was really committed by this time and continued to nurse through the whole picture with Santa and gift giving event. He eventually nursed himself off to sleep.

Seeing as you haven’t seen him in action in awhile, here’s my budding reader reading a story of his own creation to Hobbes. I think he thinks Hobbes is real as he is always talking to him and cuddling up to him. He seems to love how soft Hobbes’ fur is as he always smiles when I rub Hobbes’ nose against his face. As you can see in this video, he even initiates his own cuddling with Hobbes when Hobbes doesn’t do it on his own…

Note: Sorry! It seems I hit 'publish' before the video was fully loaded. Let's try this again...

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6 comments:

Renee said...

I don't see a movie...tease.

Elizabeth said...

So cute! You should change Iain's name to Calvin :) My favorite comic strip EVER!!! Don't sweet the holiday packages! Moving, baby, husbands open house YIKES!

Kristin said...

I know all about nursing a curious baby in public, tricky business. The cover has never worked for me, they wanted to play with it and pull it...

JustApril said...

All of my babies did the same thing. I got a nursing cape that has a mesh window at the top and a strap that goes around the neck and that seemed to help. At least by the time they could rip it back to see what the noises were, I could cover up. Love the video =)

Sarah said...

Nursing in public is definitely a challenge. I have to constantly remind myself that you just have take the good nursing sessions with the bad nursing sessions. Usually it is only one day (maybe even only one session in the course of a day) and not worth fretting over. They always seem to make up for it.

Seems like the receiving blanket did the trick.

I hope your party went well.

Alisha said...

He is adorable.

I am not one to get nostolgic. I have loved to see my girls grow but I will say that I miss those quiet (or not so quiet) moments when I was nursing. Very precious. Enjoy!