We take Nile all over the place with us. I think it is making her an adaptable, flexible, well-rounded baby. Well, I guess she was asleep for a lot of it.
We would take her to house parties, where she would charm all of the guests until she fell asleep, we strapped her in (key: ALWAYS strap the baby IN) to her car seat and she'd snooze away the rest of the night in a guest room.
Now she's becoming more ...
Well, less portable.
She wants to be awake, and not just awake, she wants to be standing, which means one of us is holding her hands while she stands and bounces on our lap. She likes to be a part of the action. She likes to be entertained.
And she really likes to chew on fingers and drool all over the place.
At dinner the other night, she drooled all over the menu. I think the restaurant owners should take it as a compliment.
And now there is the fussiness that comes when you have a baby in a busy restaurant at midnight and all she wants is her crib ...
I guess Nile's party-girl days are over?
Every recent night that we've taken her out, upon our return home I say, "that was the last night we take her out; she's just getting too old for that and needs to go to bed earlier." And then I take her out again. And repeat myself again.
I'm just afraid to get a babysitter, and Nanny lives outside the city.
So we continue to adapt to Life With Baby.
Luckily Neil is totally awesome with her. And I'm not half-bad, if I do say so myself.