91. Vibrations

William took a 2 hour nap. He would wake up a little thrash for a while, and then go back to sleep the last 20 minutes. What finally woke him up was Abuela calling to say, "where is he?!" I dashed him over after putting a little milk in the tank. She got to change his diaper.

I woke up at 4am with William. Diana tapped me awake. He downed some milk, and was asleep, but when I put him in the crib he thrashed himself awake again. So I changed his diaper, and rocked him for a while. Then he slept on my chest in bed, and at one point, I rolled him onto the bed (not unlike today's nap) and he slept between Diana and I. I gave a ride to Diana in the morning. She was going to kiss me goodbye, and William woke up. Might as well take her. That's 3 days in a row, that's a record. William sleeps in the car on the ride home, and wakes up when we get home.

I took him for a walk on futile errands. We watched Winged Migration again, our favorite film. He looks at it for a while, the longest maintened eye contact that I can tell. Of course he might look at the TV some when I'm holding him and watching and he's quiet. But then he got interested in his feet, when I went to make some lunch. For a while he got into a teething toy that Alexandra bought him, that vibrates when you press down on it. He mashes down on it and gets it to work, which is interesting. He needs assistance getting it in and holding it there. But he's figured out how to get the vibrations going.

Then I watched a little of Me, You, Them, which is a Brazilian film about a woman who has 3 men to make 1 perfect husband. I watched some of it yesterday, and I caught some of the scenes I missed. It's hard to do nothing with William, but it's hard to do something, so there's a compromise between silence, radio, and TV that goes on throughout the day. I used to really hate missing parts of a film, but William schools me.

I put him in the swinger, and he allowed for that for a little while. I'm reading The Interpersonal World of the Infant by Daniel N. Stern. For some reason yesterday after my meditation, I had an urge to read psychology again, for the first time in a long time. I guess NYU has worn off. I got a little burnt out. He let me read a few pages, and then cried. But then he put his head on my shoulder, and I walked him some until he took his 2 hour nap.