Re-configuring

D. drew a sketch to reconfigure the Sniglar crib into a DIY co-sleeper. It would make breastfeeding easier by cutting down unnecessary efforts such as standing to scoop up the baby. With some online research, I imagine her mind doing full-scale process-mapping and analyzing the required improvements. She did it even more brilliantly. It saved us the trouble and expense of buying another piece of furniture, and it goes in line with our intentions to pursue attachment parenting. 

Re-configuring the Sniglar is the result of a symbolic reconfiguration of our lives. Our thought processes direct us to the stunning beauty of simplification, employing resourcefulness to lessen waste, re-cycling and restoring, spending less, and doing everything lovingly. I canvassed for materials, but it eventually cost us nothing. I ended up sanding and cutting a good, matching piece of wood. It was the stick from my roller-hockey days. Borrowing a tool or two, I manually drilled the holes to fit the screws.

Six years ago, I wrote about this same crib, of having the fulfillment of assembling something with your own hands, and anticipating the experiences that will flourish. We still keep rediscovering ourselves. We also trust ourselves more. But I also don't know how daughters are different. I suppose we will still surprise ourselves.

All things considered, it doesn't matter if you only sleep a day or two in this crib. These days, we worry less and rely on our sharper parental instincts. Holding you in our arms, that's what matters.