It’s really nice to be able to hand JMP back to his mom when he’s tired or hungry. Really, really nice — because then I can take a nap. Or sit down and write a blog post about how nice it is to hand him back to his mom.
It’s also nice to be able to watch his bath time rather than to be the one on her knees on the bathroom floor, bent over the tub, giving the bath. My back and knees hurt just watching Jenn do it.
Also, JMP is HEAVY. I’d be in shape again if I had to tote is 20lb chunky, cute self around all of the time. As it is, my right shoulder is kind of groaning. When I said yesterday that I couldn’t believe how heavy he was, TW rolled her eyes and said he wasn’t… she’s changed her mind because her shoulder is feeling a twinge, too.
It’s awesome to be able to just play with him or watch others play with him and take photos and leave all of the real work to his mom. This grandmother gig is freaking awesome.
I love it. And I love JMP, tons.