Anyone who wants to really have a baby needs to spend a
weekend taking care of one with its parents absent.
That's my niece-in-law - Cate. She's a smart girl and has a pretty
adorable personality. She's 1 and a half. But she is, without a doubt,
a boatload of work.
After St Catharines, we headed up to Hamilton to see some family
and their young daughter. Unfortunately, due to a sudden injury, the
mom had to rush off to the hospital because of unbearable pain.
Sarah and I took care of Cate.
At 1.5 years, they are basically running, laughing, screaming and
doing everything but talking - but the words are almost there.
Sentences are right around the corner. They need to nap. They need
to eat. They can do a lot - but they need help with most things.
They're fragile. They bump their heads on tables. They move fickly
from one toy to the next and one book to the next to try and stay
entertained.
Luckily, a half hour of Dora the Explorer vacuumed her attention
for a spell. TV really is miraculous.
The extreme swings from joy to heartbreak are pretty incredible.
I have a lot more respect for folks with youngins, now, and our
Sarah's sister and bro-in-law, now. We only spent most of a day
taking care of her - and they do that every day, 24/7, and hold down
jobs.
God bless the parents.
