Lots of little things I could blog about, but I'm just going to shoot them at you in list form:
~ Over the weekend, Baby Girl started nodding her head when she wants to say yes. Woohoo!
~ She also now signs "thank you" when prompted. She just needs to learn to use it in context and we're working on that.
~ Saturday October 30th she had her first real battle with the sidewalk. I said at the time that the sidewalk won, but she never cried, so maybe not...
~ This past weekend I found a blister on her left index finger. Not sure if it's from chewing (because the kid has been chewing like crazy for weeks--this will be tooth #5, if you're keeping track) or if it's because she touched a lamp that sits on the floor of her room. She touched it while I was in the room and came running over to me, but didn't cry. I looked at it and didn't see anything. I kissed it and we went on with the day. This was on Saturday morning, I think. It popped Saturday night and she hasn't ever seemed bothered by it.
~ Still working on that other post for y'all. I've got my camera at work, so I'll be loading some pics for you to help illustrate my point. Hoping to do it today, but might I need to take a walk during my downtime instead. I sort of made a d-bag of myself in front of my boss. Then I cried. And I'm just all out of sorts and not sure if it's because of the lack of sleep or because The Hubby and I are sort of fighting. But not really. We're not *saying* anything mean and are acting pleasant enough, but I feel like he blames me for everything and that makes me defensive. It's a fun place to be.
~ The time change? Yeah, that has been ugly. Since we're still in this moving-toward-one-nap-but-not-quite-there-ness, Baby Girl has been going to bed around 7 recently. With the time change, she wants to go to bed at 6 (and wakes at 5...ick!!!), but we can't accomodate that b/c we don't get home with her until after 5:30. Not enough time to cook dinner, eat dinner, nurse, brush teeth, and get to bed. And people wonder why she only gets bathed once a week. Oh, and if my kid gets to bed late, she doesn't sleep better, she sleep worse, without fail. So getting to bed late means more night wakings. And one is more than enough as it is.
~ I never posted about this, but about 3 or 4 weeks ago I stopped pumping before bed. It was frightening and liberating at the same time. The sitter is just giving Baby Girl whatever milk I give her. I have been taking between 25 and 35 ounces to her each Monday morning and she just keeps it in her freezer and gives it to her as she sees fit. I'm currently pumping about 6 ounces a day, so 30ish ounces is basically keeping up. I still have some freezer stash, but at this point am just pumping so I can nurse Baby Girl on the weekends. Looking forward to being done with the pump, but not looking forward to being done with nursing. I love that time with her so much.
(those last 3 weren't so quick, were they?)
~ Should save my stories about being at the ILs' house this past weekend for a full blog post. Tomorrow.
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Oh, do I know what you mean about husband issues. Last night Joe and I had A Talk. I don't know if I'm going to blog about it -- sometimes the line is blurry for me about what I should and shouldn't write about -- but it was A Long Talk.
Sorry BG's having a hard time adjusting to the time change. Will has done better than I expected him to, I guess, but he's been sick so he's up every hour anyway so it's hard to really tell. Andrew, though, would sleep all day if I let him. He's my champion sleeper. Yesterday he went down for his nap at 9:30 AM (it had been a long night what with the puking) and didn't get up until 2:30. Then he went back to bed at 7:00 and I had to wake him up at 7 this morning! I wish Will would copy his brother in THAT department!
One of these days you and I are going to get together for coffee and talk and talk and talk. I think we could probably talk each others' ears off. In the meantime, I can't wait to hear about the IL's visit! I love a good in-law story. :)
Hang in there!
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