It’s been five months! It’s been. Five. Months. That’s crazy. It feels like twenty years or twenty minutes. But definitely not five months. It can’t be. Five months is almost six months. And, as my husband said, by then the “new parent” smell has worn off.

I suppose in a way, that makes sense. I get Abhi. He and I have come to a sort of understanding. He’s definitely got the power in the relationship, but I’m comfortable. He’s a good little despot. And it works. This thing we’re doing. He’s mine during the days, my husbands most nights and weekends. And his grandparents’ at least once a month. We get a pretty good balance that way. I get some nights on my own (when Nate has activities outside the house); Nate gets some nights on his own (when I have yoga); we get nights together at home and out of the house. It’s a good system. We just have to work a babysitter into the mix.

But enough about us.

It’s been an eventful sleeping month. We tried to transition Abhi out of swaddling. It’s a process, clearly. He’s no longer in his SwaddleMes, but we still swaddle his arms in his SwaddleSacks. He just doesn’t go down otherwise. We’ve tried. And tried. And then daylight savings happened. We were worried how it would affect his schedule. Little did we know, it would trigger his daytime sleeping to get “organized.” Two hour naps, bitches! Which is amazing. When it happens. But it’s much more obvious now when he should be awake and when he should be sleeping. And he gets it. Most of the time. And goes down without much of a fight. Most of the time.

And he’s become tons of fun. He clearly plays with his toys and with us. He talks! It’s the best thing ever to hear his coos and screeches and grunts. We can have little conversations where neither of us has any idea what the other is saying! He’s been doing well with EC, though we’ve had something of a setback with the new daytime nap schedule and what I believe is his growing bladder. The weather is kind of warming up, so we’ve had some outdoor adventures. We went downtown for an afternoon when he was an absolute angel while I did some shopping and then was the life of the party at an office get together that evening. He loves his new sling even more as he can face out and see the whole, wonderful crazy world. He met an uncle (my cousin) and checked out his new home. He’s starting to develop interests…in the cats, in the ukulele, in whatever I might be holding in my hands.

I won’t do pro/con lists this month because it no longer breaks out that way for me. He made me smile a lot. He made me cry a little. There were nights when I felt great about the day we had. There were nights when I couldn’t wait to pump so I could have a glass of wine and relax. Every day has been incredibly dense, some long, others interminable. Nevertheless, the month has somehow flown by. He’s going to be grown up in the blink of an eye. Don’t Blink!