Tag: baby

#sketch: Baby Adrien asleep

Santa brought me a sketchbook and compressed charcoal pencils (soft, medium, hard) that I wanted to try today. I settled for the photo Vlad took of Adrien moments after he was born, still wrinkled and puffy, but fast asleep. It’s my second or so drawing made with this medium and took me a couple hours.

Made on paper (A5) with charcoal and white pastel..

charcoal drawing of baby Adrien, made 25 December 2014

I forgot the unforgettable

An ambitious title for such a small consideration, really.

A while ago, a colleague of mine and I were reflecting on the numerous things we forget about our babies and how these moments, as they happen, seem unforgettable.

I am glad I log many facts on Adrien’s life (among which, his blog), and there are the photos I take and the videos too.

Everybody is a nanny

I had a rough night as the baby was fussy. After hours of holding and cuddling he fell asleep in my arms and I didn’t dare take him to his bed.

I fell asleep with him and I had this dream that we were grocery shopping and that strangers around me were nannies.

I was riding the bus to the grocery store. As soon as I was out of the house I had forgotten what I needed from the store. But I stayed on the bus and then went in the store. I picked stuff from the shelves, selected fruits and vegetables, wondering what it was I had meant to get, and not remembering.

Then I noticed a woman was holding and gently rocking a baby next to me, and it was my baby. I thanked her for holding him for me and took him from her. We took the bus to go back home. I looked in my bags and realised I had forgotten to get some basic items. As the bus route was a short one, we would be back to the store pretty soon. I waited.

A baby sound caught my attention in my back and I turned to see a man was smiling at me, holding my baby. I smiled back, thanked him for his kindness and took the baby back with me.

The dream carried on, much like what it had been so far. We were back in the store, I noticed a new person was holding Adrien while I was quickly shopping. Then back on the bus where a new nanny was suddenly sitting next to me and handing me the baby, just as I had realised I had forgotten to get stuff. And I woke up to the sound of Adrien crying (and warming up to wail…). Just like now, in fact.

Nobody talked in this dream, but me. And there was no other sound other than my voice and that of Adrien.