December 2nd, 2009 by Overallgirl

Or Nolan did anyway.  Nolan was getting hungry and I was trying to just turn in some overdue library books and re-check out one book for my hubby before going to the car to feed him (Nolan, not Ben).  I was waiting outside since he was crying and watching the library line till there was no line- of course there was a woman who was taking forever.  Finally the moment seemed right- the last person in line was being serviced and Nolan had quieted temporarily.  I dashed in.  He was quiet for a few moments before breaking out into another crying speal and I apologetically told the lady behind the counter that I was sorry and could I just re-check out this one book.  I felt so bad of course since my school days engrained the importance of quiet in the library- and believe me- his voice had great surround-sound with the acoustics in that library with its high ceilings.  The woman just said, “oh don’t even worry about it- I have kids- I totally understand how it is…”  That was so nice…then we retreated to the car where Nolan had a full meal.  Taking care of a baby really takes strategy.  He wants to eat just about every single hour (not really an exaggeration folks), and of course he eats for 45-60 minutes each time, which if you do the math leaves at most 15 minutes of time in between for me to do something.  But I’m doin’ it!  I figure he’s making to be 6’6” or something and wants to make sure he’s getting his nutrition off to the right start to ensure he reaches his full height.