Silly puppy, silly hubby

Sadie may be jealous of Kathleen. I can't call it coincidence any longer when she goes after a squeeky toy every time one of us is holding Kathleen. Every time. This has been happening for weeks. I feel sorry for the poor girl. We haven't been able to give her as much as attention since baby girl arrived. She does get some every day, we make sure of that, but she doesn't get the long walks she once did.

That needs to change. I noticed Sadie looks wider than usual this morning. A dachshund should not be carrying that much weight. We know she's developing back problems. The extra poundage will not help matters. I'm hoping we'll be able to get her out more with the warmer weather - family walks and all.

That should prove interesting. Let me preface this by saying that DH is a very cautious man. He takes no chances whenever possible. Now, there have been times where the weather's been nice enough that I've wanted to walk both Sades and Kate, but DH won't let me. He's afraid that something will happen to Kate. 1) I could become distracted picking up after the pup and the stroller will roll down the hill, into the street, and into a moving car, 2) Sadie will see something that excites her (let's say it's a UPS truck), rush after it barking like a maniac, and her leash will tangle in the stroller and topple it over, or 3) I'm wearing Kate in the Bjorn and Sadie sees said UPS truck and knocks me over in her enthusiasm. Do you see a pattern here?

I'm a bit impatient with this excess of caution. Sadie has never once pulled me over while running after the UPS guy, even when I was 9 months pregnant. I would also hope that I'd have enough sense to put on the breaks whenever I have occasion to let go of the stroller, especially when we're on a hill. I've managed it sans Sades up to this point; I see no reason why it wouldn't continue. I know he's only worried about Kate's safety - that's part of what makes him a good father - but really . . . .

I do have to be fair: his worries aren't entirely without merit. I can be a klutz and forgetful on a regular basis, especially these days when I've been running on a moderate to severe sleep defecit. It's conceivable that juggling Sadie on UPS-induced hyperdrive and a stroller could unbalance all of us nor is it out of the realm of possibility that I could forget to put on the stroller break. But I won't. Not when it's our daughter's safety we're talking about. Not when it's something that important.

Ah, well, I suppose will just have to wait until he can move beyond the anxious father role and just be a father and until he can trust me that I will never let anything happen to our daughter. This concern over our well being is one of the many reasons that I love him.