Chapter3: the kids

 Once we had children we had to buy a crib used of course and then stock it with soft bumpers and a musical  mobile. Once in the crib we 'd lay them on their back head turned so they wouldn't chock on milk throw-ups  We worried about SIDS and if we'd wake up in time to feed and change them. We spilt the duties but as they grew Deb worked longer shift at higher differential  pay and I was the one who woke up and did the baby shit. Since I like to sing and create songs, which kept me alert and awake, I created all manner of songs and the one I liked best was:

"don't you go out in the rain, rain, rain.

Or I might not see you again, gain, gain.

Water hates sugar and don't you see, you're my little sweet baby...."

Round and round that oval runner rug I'd walk and soothe and burp with the baby on my shoulder, holding leg to make sure I didn't drop it. It's head was on a diaper on my shoulder and it's bottom covered with a diaper disposable not cloth. We'd tried to the the ecological thing and found the amount of work was too much. The scraping, washing, folding ironing and storage in the house vs. something we could toss into the garbage meant the environment lost. Finally the baby would been asleep and I'd carefully place them in the crib when they'd squirm and wake up again. Plan 2 was to put them in the car seat and walk our to the car in the middle of the night swinging it back and forth. Once I'd got the car door open I'd strap the car seat in the back seat confirm it was secure and then start driving. The rumble of the engine and rocking of the car would be the lullaby the put them to sleep. I'd park the card and do the whole thing in reverse except I'd place the car seat and baby in the crib. In the morning before my wife woke up I'd get them out of the car seat and place them back in the crib with the car seat under the crib.

 

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