Baby Brain

Okay, so it's been almost a week since my last real entry.  With that much time elapsed, you'd think I have all kinds of things to say - cute HG anecdotes, tricks I've learned, wise this-and that - but truth be told it's hard for me to remember much at all.  What we're doing is hard and when the day is done, looking back usually reveals nothing more than the fog from which we just emerged (The same can be said for looking forward.).  

There are, of course, little things here and there that I'll hold onto.  In the interest of maintaining my dignity, I'll share only one: Apparently, HG likes The Ink Spots, a singing group formed in the early 30's (they're the ones who sing "I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire").  They never fail to calm him down when he's upset.  Being a great lover of music myself, it brings me great joy to see this.

However in the end, the overwhelming reality of these first few days has been that of treading water, of simply trying to survive one day into the next.  It's actually not as bad as it sounds. It's not bad at all, really.  There's a lot to cherish and I love HG to no end.  It's just that everything happens so fast... and is so seemingly important... and shows up unexpectedly... and apparently lasts forever.  There is virtually no time to reflect.  When it's over and done and you finally have time to sit with yourself, all you can do is sit and watch the dust settle.