We got a little taste of what it will be like to have a baby in our apartment. Our nephew came for his first visit to New York, of course, along with my sister and brother-in-law. Marlon and I did some baby proofing and cleaned the hardwood floors really well. We had a nice talk with our cats about babies, ok not really. But we did clip their nails, just in case.
The cats were very curious about Landon, but they didn't hiss or swipe at him. By the end of the weekend, Edie let him pet her. Twiggy, as usual, hid most of the time. So, I think they'll be ok with a baby. Jealous, but ok.
I learned that I am going to have to build up some serious muscle carrying a baby, a stroller and all their stuff up and down three flights of stairs everyday. I am seriously thinking about going minimalist with the baby gear. And don't even get me started about getting around on the subway. People, if you see a mom or dad with a baby on the subway, give them a hand if they need it. Getting up and down those stairs or stepping on or off a crowded train is challenging.
Speaking of the subway, Landon's first subway ride was very authenic. There was a drunk passed out to his left and very fancy and very dirty homeless man sitting across from him. Landon was just looking around at everything.
The most important thing that I learned is that I am going to need to slow way down and relax about things. I am practicing deep breaths now.