As I had previously reported, my daughter can roll herself over from her back to her front.  She now does this on a regular basis and has stopped complaining about being on her stomach.  Or at least, she waits a bit longer to complain about it.

Now, I'm pretty certain that she can actually roll from her front onto her back on her own, but I have yet to actually see her do it.  She just never seems to roll over when I am in the room and looking.  It can't take her very long, because I step out of the room for less than a minute and, when I come back, she's moved two feet across the floor and is now on her back again.  So, either she's rolling over on her own or crawling, which I seriously doubt.  She is doing it well enough that she's getting into trouble, rolling up against the coffee table (and then screaming).  I will be purchasing baby fencing shortly.

It's like some sort of uncertainty principle - I can always tell her position, but never her momentum, from one moment to the next.  My theory is that when I am not observing her, she actually takes all possible positions in the room at once and only when I check on her does she settle into a discrete position.

Oh, yeah, I have a blog. Here is a quick summary of what's been going on with Dodi and I over the last couple months.

Back to Work for Daddy
I went back to work the second week in May, when Celerity was 3 weeks old.  We set up a cot in Celerity's room so Dodi could take care of late night feedings with CJ without waking me up.  We worked out a plan where Dodi would head to bed somewhat earlier than normal, I would take the evening shift, and Dodi would take the the late night feeding.  This ultimately didn't work out that well, since Dodi tended to not be able to get back to sleep after Celerity's feeding.  It didn't help that Celerity was still in her "Late night party" stage.  We were so busy that the image to the right is the last one was have in May.

A lack of sleep and the overall stress of going from part time care of CJ to all day care of CJ was turning out to be too much for Dodi.  She managed well for a couple weeks, but eventually started to break down.  I started to work from home to help take some of the pressure off her.  Unfortunately, it was too little, too late.  At the end of May Dodi had to go out of town*.

Effectively a Single Parent
I was largely unprepared for single parenting.  We had not considered what might happen if Dodi had to go out of town.  We did not have a Daycare provider, had not even considered looking for a Daycare provider.  I was kinda in a daze.  I knew Dodi was going to be ok, but I had to work, if only to retain my sanity.  I started calling friends and family and managed to get a patchwork fo folks to watch kiddo for the next week.  Our friend Julie gave a recommendation for a local gal who does Daycare. She turned out to be just a couple blocks away, very affordable, and had a slot open for an infant.  I was super lucky to get Celerity in and thus was set for daycare. 

The next couple weeks were largely uneventful.  Celerity began to sleep through the night . . or at least most of it.  There were off and on 3am feedings, but by and large I was putting her down at Midnight and she was waking me up at 6 or 7 the next morning.  This meant that I was largely conscious while at work.  We settled into a (somewhat bleary eyed) regular schedule.  I fed and entertained Celerity at night while watching TV or trying to type (babies don't go well with typing).  Every morning I'd drop her off with Daycare, then pick her up after work.  Rinse. Repeat.

* If you don't know what I mean, feel free to contact me privately.