Sunday, January 15, 2012

Chairs

I've been thinking a lot about where I put my butt lately. Bryn will probably say that this has a lot to do with how much I've been on it. I'm tired... But I have been thinking about when I was pregnant with Alex and the chairs that made me happy.

There were three chairs that I spent most of my time in. The big computer chair shouldn't really count. I had no laptop so if I wanted to look up gestational stages and keep up with my web comics I had to sit in the big ugly, uncomfortable computer chair.

Alex's dad had a big ugly, overstuffed, recliner. It was orange. It was lumpy. I sat in it for hours on end watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Gilmore Girls on DVD with a bowl of salsa balanced on my belly hoping the spices would inspire contractions. It may have been an eyesore, but I couldn't see it when I was in it.

The other chair was a big blue swivel rocker. It was insanely comfortable. Rocking felt so good while I was feeling queasy or overstuffed. The arms were the perfect height when Alex was finally in my arms. I nursed her in that chair until she was weaned. Bryn's cat also loved that chair. I frequently sat on him and batted him away from scratching the fabric. The chair got a lot of abuse. We don't have it anymore...

A friend of mine had a rocking chair in her yard sale. Standard wooden rocking chair, nothing extraordinary. She had recieved it as a baby shower present for her first child. Neither of her daughters ever got rocked in it - it just didn't fit their space. She let me have it for $5. It sat in my mother's garage for years. I think it may have disappeared to the Parent-Child Center along with my electric roaster.

We have two chairs now. One is the computer chair. It's okay for working at the computer, but it's not comfortable for just sitting. The other chair is this really pretty recliner we got from Bryn's mom. It's lovely. It's also falling apart. There is constantly foam under the chair; it's just falling out of the seat. I sit on a pillow in the chair and that helps; but I've thought about nursing in it and I'm pretty sure the arms are too high and far apart.

I don't know... I'm being weird. I could curl up on the sofa. I do wish I had a rocking chair though. I'm not sure where I'm going with this, but I've never thought this much about my butt and where I park it.

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