I’ve Got Hand!

Actually I’ve only two and while cradling my new grand-bundle-of-joy I’m quickly reduced to the cliché of the one armed paper hanger. Last night as I left-handedly clutched Madison against my chest I pondered how to simultaneously hold her bottle under the PUR water dispenser spout while moving the handle to um, dispense the H20. I needed a third hand, but lacking one, I eventually stretched my index finger enough to nudge the handle forward for flow. I’m also wondering is there a bottle warmer technique or contraption superior to submersion in a boiling pan with intermittent temp checks with a semi-sterile finger? Today I learned room temperature formula works just fine. I ran that by Megan, but she’s still watching the pot…

Oh, and the third hand would also help me to blog while loving this grandfather thing.