You see, I started waking up an hour earlier in the morningto squeak in a baby-free pump. This is after months of trying to figure out howto entertain the baby for a half an hour in the morning while she demandsattention.
I thought I had it all figured out. She will watch TV (gasp!). Allow me to explain the horror of this decision. We decided that we’d prefer she didn’t watch TV for as long as possible. This was decided after we put on Yo Gabba Gabba for our curiosity’s sake and watched her turn into a zombie at the ripe age of 3 months.
As I sat theretrying to pump and TV being the only thing to take her mind off the fact I wasn’tpaying attention to her, I tricked myself into believing that breastmilk trumps TV. Of course, it’s not so bad since she’s getting the superpowers from breast milk, right? What's a little TV going to hurt?So I resigned to the fact that wewould watch some show made for babies for half an hour each morning.
Then one night Sir Sunderland nonchalantly says, “well youcould just wake up earlier and do it before she wakes up.” We laughed, thenlooked at each other with the intensity of a man who’s just discovered gold. Eureka!
I now wake up with Sir Sunderland in the morning andget the job done in the wee hours of the morning before the baby wakes up. Nowinstead of watching crappy TV and preemptively creating a zombie child, we sitand eat breakfast together. Her relaxing on the boppy and me enjoying my bowlof frosted shredded mini-wheats.And the best part of the entire deal? We’reawake in time to give Daddy kisses as he leaves for work.
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