So I might be figuring out,this mothering-thing. Emily has had great nights the past 3 nights or so, sleeping 3 - 4 hour chunks of time and going right back to sleep after a snack and a change. She even wiggled herself back to sleep once! During the day, I'm becoming a little more sensitive now to knowing whether she's bored-fussy or tired-fussy, and more patient with just sitting with her while she sleeps. She will take a longer nap in the morning, and micronaps in the afternoon of 10 - 20 minutes - or longer if she's got a warm body to sleep on. What a sweet baby. :) She's a great eater, and even better pooper, except when I have pizza for dinner in which case she develops a case of the screaming shits about 4 AM. ("Sorry, honey, at this point you've just gotta work it out on your own...") She is so close to smiling, and she makes sweet little cooing noises too, usually after she's had an especially satisfying meal. I kiss her all the time - I can't help it!!
I even figured out that while she may not take a pacifier from me (she knows I have the real thing), she might suck on my finger. It's such a wild feeling - and amazing how hard she can suck!! This little trick was a lifesaver when I was driving across town the other day and didn't have a pacifier, which she would've just spit out anyway. I reached back to rub her cheek, hoping that would help the fussing, but she grabbed hold of my finger and was a happy camper until we reached our destination and she could finish her lunch. It was both funny and morale-boosting at the same time. Is it possible that I'm actually getting the hang of this?
Today is Travis's last Monday at class, so my last regularly-scheduled superlong day. There will be others as things come up, of course, but it sure is nice to have the end of his collegiate career approaching. I'm trying to think of nice ways to commemorate it, and haven't come up with anything good just yet.
A fun story -
Emily has a pair of jeans that are just hilariously cute on her. She was kicking away on her changing table as I was getting her dressed, and her feet would disappear up into her jeans upon retracting. I had a sock ready for whatever foot stuck out, but it was like a game of Whack-a-Mole, trying to guess which leg would be next. Okay, I guess it isn't that funny when written out, but I have to entertain myself somehow.
And, she still loves her pictures. What a lifesaver!
As for me, I started looking for childcare, and actually talked to one person (no openings) and she's going to call me if she knows of any openings elsewhere. I have 6 or 8 others to call, and hopefully that will lead to others and I'll get something worked out. The gal I talked to today was talking up her profession, telling me she gets 3 or 4 calls a week asking if she's got openings, so it wouldn't take too long to find people willing to let me watch their kids. I hadn't really considered it, and I doubt that's what I would do, but interesting to know it's such a viable option. I'll add that to the list of options, which now include having my part-time outlet come from playing in a symphony. If my third try with the Des Moines symphony doesn't pan out, perhaps i can play in Waterloo again, since I played in that group in 2003. But auditions for both aren't until August, so I have some time on that one.
Is anybody else tired of Christmas commercials already??
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