Post-partum politics and more

Not one post for over a week, then I finally resurface for a catty two-paragraph fluff piece about a sex scandal. Where is the substantive piece I wanted to write? Maybe something about the always entertaining Jerome Block, whose opponent Rick Lass I met last week. Lass seems like a nice fellow, and though Republicans and Greens are usually on opposite sides, I’m supporting him on the Machiavellian “the enemy of my enemy is my friend” principle. But no. I didn’t write it. And what’s my excuse?

My excuse will be one month old tomorrow, and she never stops eating, especially at night. She’s growing like a weed, and no wonder, with all that formula she’s putting away. Yes, I said formula. I’m one of those awful mothers who doesn’t breastfeed her children. Go ahead, call CPS. But if my husband wasn’t doing some of the night feedings, I think I’d have had a nervous collapse by now. As it is, I’m tired enough, and my ability to focus on serious issues is suffering. Fortunately, I’ve been through this three times before, so I know it will pass. With my first and third daughters, it passed when they started sleeping through the night at around two months of age. My second daughter woke up hungry in the middle of the night until she was a year and a half old, and I was seven months pregnant with my third. God help me if this child does the same.

Today I can’t write anything substantive because I have a Barbie cake to make. I made one for my 7-year-old’s party last month, so naturally my 5-year-old insisted on one for her party tomorrow. Making something that labor-intensive was a foolish precedent to set. Plus I got sloppy and didn’t level the tops of the layers carefully enough, so poor half-dressed Barbie is listing dangerously to starboard at this point.

Speaking of foolish, I also agreed to host a political fundraiser in two weeks for our district’s candidate for Congress. My husband and I have attended our share of these things, but this is our first time hosting one. Timing could have been better than six weeks post-partum, but the election is fast approaching, and this time around it looks like our heavily Democrat district might actually have a fighting chance of electing a Republican, in part because there are five candidates running, three of whom are likely to take votes away from the Democrat. In addition, Dan East, Republican candidate for New Mexico’s third congressional district, is a strong candidate who, besides having solid conservative credentials, is personable and makes a very favorable impression that may well sway independents and undecided voters.

Okay, time to go check on Barbie in the fridge and the meatloaf in the oven. Hopefully Portia will start sleeping through the night soon and I’ll be back in full blog swing again. In the meantime, I’m keeping my head above water with the help of the most wonderful plant in the world. Yes, my dear readers, my taste for black coffee returned the day after I gave birth. I have no explanation, either for the pregnancy-induced aversion or for its abrupt disappearance, but I am a very happy woman because of it. The Lord is, indeed, kind and merciful.

Comments 5

  1. Bowden Russell wrote:

    Your husband must be a real trooper to take all those late-night feedings!

    I can only imagine how tired he must be staying up to 200 or 300 AM.

    Posted 10 Aug 2008 at 4:53 am
  2. Brigette Russell wrote:

    I didn’t say ALL the late night feedings, did I?

    Posted 10 Aug 2008 at 4:59 am
  3. Bowden Russell wrote:

    Okay, the “vast majority” of late-night feedings.

    Posted 10 Aug 2008 at 3:47 pm
  4. Melissa wrote:

    I just wanted to stop in with an enthusiastic AMEN for the coffee! I never even give it up when pregnant. I crawl out of bed because of it! My family knows not to talk too much before mama’s had some time to get into the system. God is indeed gracious in this gift of java.

    Posted 12 Aug 2008 at 3:42 am
  5. Brigette Russell wrote:

    Glad I’m not the only one, Melissa. I remember one playgroup back home in LA when I was expecting Tess. When I arrived, hugely pregnant, the mom hosting it said, “Oh, Brigette, the decaf’s over here.” I stared back blankly. “Decaf? What would I want with decaf?” I was always too sick for coffee during the first trimester, but this last pregnancy was the first time the aversion continued for the whole nine months. The pleasure is all the sweeter now for having been lost for so long.

    Posted 12 Aug 2008 at 4:14 am

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