I'm going to list out the things that Travis and I learned Sunday night after Emily contracted a stomach bug. If you have small children and have not yet gone through this, they're probably good things to know!
1) If she throws up once, she's gonna throw up again. Get a bucket!
2) If you have a plastic-backed mattress pad, you should always have that on the kid's bed instead of in the closet as a spare.
3) If she says she's hungry just after she's thrown up, that just means that more is on the way.
4) Put her hair in a ponytail after the first incident so she only has to get her hair washed the first time.
5) Towels are great to put on top of pillows and sheets because they're easier to clean than a full set of sheets but still nice to sleep on. Also, lots of smaller blankets instead of large comforters are easier to wash.
6) Pepto-Bismol can't be given to kids under 12 because it contains aspirin-like drugs (we didn't learn this the hard way, don't worry). The pharmacist told Travis (at 11:30 at night) that they don't carry the kid-version of Pepto because it's basically the same stuff as Tums.
7) Emily likes Tums.
8) She won't necessarily wake up after she's puked, as evidenced by the small amount I found in her bed in the morning.
Travis and I were going upstairs to cut his hair at about 9:30 Sunday night, and we instead found that Emily was trying to figure out why her bed was suddenly full of food. We had encouraged her to try one bite of asparagus at supper, and it was sitting squarely on her shoulder while undigested pork and bread were mashed in her hair. Poor girl! It's gotta be a strange experience if you've never thrown up before! I spent the rest of the night trying to figure out if it was something I had fed her that made her sick, but in the morning we found out that her daycare provider and her daughter were both up doing the same activities at the same time, so it must've been a bug she picked up. I'm almost relieved, since I hadn't been able to figure out what would make her throw up.
But, yeah, we stumbled through the cleanup, and once she was warm and dry and settling down, she snuggled into my arms and said, very sadly and concerned-ly, "I had chicken all on me!!" How do you not laugh at that??? Especially since we had just done such a stupid job of cleaning up, over and over. The third time she yakked, we got it in the bucket, so we were 1 out of 4 on the evening.
Audrey is sitting up really well on her own now, and we just came back from her 6-month checkup. I'm hoping she reacts well to her shots again like she has the first two times. She's 95th percentile for head size and height, and 90th for weight at just over 18 lbs. I'm glad she's proportionally sized, but what a big girl!! She's had oatmeal cereal 3 times now, and she seems to like it pretty well although she needs some practice of actually getting the food down. Weird to think that learning to eat actually takes practice! So far, she seems to enjoy the experience. Baby Emily HATED the rice cereal, so going with oatmeal to start seems to have been a smart move. It's pretty cute how excited she gets, but we'll see if she's still willing to humor us when we start things like carrots and applesauce.
We had a great Mothers' Day (up until the puking started), with a trip to the park and a picnic lunch. We had a quiet Saturday at home, too, so it was a great weekend. Yesterday, Travis stayed home with the girls in the afternoon since Emily was sick, and I went to work which wasn't too bad either. I got a new project, and on Wednesday and Friday I'll start two different projects - gah! I swear they forget I'm only there half-time. But I got an email from someone who may have a new position available for me, and he said in a couple of weeks he should know more. I hope that pans out, but it's nice that it's going to take a little while because Travis's job transition will for sure take that long, and he's getting antsy (to put it nicely). If my stuff develops before his, well, let's just say it's best that it doesn't!!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
200
Wow, post #200. I wonder who really thinks I've got that much important stuff to share. :)
We spent most of this week in Rockford visiting my parents because Travis was in Phoenix at a conference. He couldn't really tell me much of the subject matter (or if he did, I found it so dry that I didn't pay attention), although he did say that for the designated networking time he had signed up for the "tequila tasting" session. Apparently he had a good time!
We did, too. The girls did great on the road, and Emily went the whole visit without any accidents at all. (I think we are in the midst of another two steps forward!) My dad had found some newborn kittens in the barn, and he was excited to show them to Emily, but he hadn't fed the cows before we went out there so Emily was pretty freaked out by all the mooing that was echoing around the barn. It was pretty creepy if you didn't know that the cows couldn't come in there. I don't think she understands that the fencing will prevent them from coming close to her, but for now I think it's fine if she's afraid of the cows because I prefer that to overconfidence! But she was very brave, and after we got back into the house, she talked about the kitties nonstop. Pretty cute! My mom was amazed at how well Emily can sing, and it seems like they spent nearly the entire visit singing songs together. Audrey was a little uncertain when we first got there, but warmed up nicely. I had broken the leg off her playgym while loading it into the van, so she didn't get to play with it for a day while my dad glued it back together. As he was snapping it back together, she was sitting on his lap and could hardly contain herself, she was so excited to see that gym! Finally my mom had to hold her while he fiddled with it, and she jumped and squeaked and jumped until he got it ready for her. She grinned and grabbed her feet, and we all went and did other things for probably half an hour until she needed somebody around again. She loooooves those feet!
And, her second tooth came in! I had a couple of awful days while it was breaking through, since she would only nurse off one side, and she wouldn't eat much either because of the pain. I ended up pumping 4 oz while I was reading a magazine (after she had eaten, mind you), and overfilled the bottle before I knew it. I was in some supreme pain, but so was Audrey, so I suppose that's fair. She was soooo happy and hungry when it finally broke through. So now I'm tryign to figure out what kept her awake this morning from 4:30 until 6:00, along with a good half-hour of screaming in there. What was all that about??
I have such nice girls. Emily is so delightful, and I'm really crazy about her. If I'm in control, she and I can handle just about any outburst and she resolves herself so maturely. The key, I guess, is me staying in control, and then she just shines. She was drawing "X"'s and circles on the sidewalk with chalk, and today she brought home a mother's day card from daycare with her scribbles on it, just vertical zig-zags but it's definitely "writing." Audrey is very close to sitting on her own, and does really very well in the boppy. She giggles at the sight of her sister, especially first thing in the morning when they see each other. Emily will rock Audrey in her carseat or the exersaucer, clear to the point where her head is flopping around, and it's hard to tell Emily that that's not good for a baby when Audrey is giggling her head off. I wonder when they'll start hating each other, but I'll definitely enjoy it for now.
We spent most of this week in Rockford visiting my parents because Travis was in Phoenix at a conference. He couldn't really tell me much of the subject matter (or if he did, I found it so dry that I didn't pay attention), although he did say that for the designated networking time he had signed up for the "tequila tasting" session. Apparently he had a good time!
We did, too. The girls did great on the road, and Emily went the whole visit without any accidents at all. (I think we are in the midst of another two steps forward!) My dad had found some newborn kittens in the barn, and he was excited to show them to Emily, but he hadn't fed the cows before we went out there so Emily was pretty freaked out by all the mooing that was echoing around the barn. It was pretty creepy if you didn't know that the cows couldn't come in there. I don't think she understands that the fencing will prevent them from coming close to her, but for now I think it's fine if she's afraid of the cows because I prefer that to overconfidence! But she was very brave, and after we got back into the house, she talked about the kitties nonstop. Pretty cute! My mom was amazed at how well Emily can sing, and it seems like they spent nearly the entire visit singing songs together. Audrey was a little uncertain when we first got there, but warmed up nicely. I had broken the leg off her playgym while loading it into the van, so she didn't get to play with it for a day while my dad glued it back together. As he was snapping it back together, she was sitting on his lap and could hardly contain herself, she was so excited to see that gym! Finally my mom had to hold her while he fiddled with it, and she jumped and squeaked and jumped until he got it ready for her. She grinned and grabbed her feet, and we all went and did other things for probably half an hour until she needed somebody around again. She loooooves those feet!
And, her second tooth came in! I had a couple of awful days while it was breaking through, since she would only nurse off one side, and she wouldn't eat much either because of the pain. I ended up pumping 4 oz while I was reading a magazine (after she had eaten, mind you), and overfilled the bottle before I knew it. I was in some supreme pain, but so was Audrey, so I suppose that's fair. She was soooo happy and hungry when it finally broke through. So now I'm tryign to figure out what kept her awake this morning from 4:30 until 6:00, along with a good half-hour of screaming in there. What was all that about??
I have such nice girls. Emily is so delightful, and I'm really crazy about her. If I'm in control, she and I can handle just about any outburst and she resolves herself so maturely. The key, I guess, is me staying in control, and then she just shines. She was drawing "X"'s and circles on the sidewalk with chalk, and today she brought home a mother's day card from daycare with her scribbles on it, just vertical zig-zags but it's definitely "writing." Audrey is very close to sitting on her own, and does really very well in the boppy. She giggles at the sight of her sister, especially first thing in the morning when they see each other. Emily will rock Audrey in her carseat or the exersaucer, clear to the point where her head is flopping around, and it's hard to tell Emily that that's not good for a baby when Audrey is giggling her head off. I wonder when they'll start hating each other, but I'll definitely enjoy it for now.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
bouncing back
It seems that all of growing up (and all the subsections of things a person learns while doing so) is a series of two-steps-forward-one-step-back. I apparently do not handle the one-step-back portion of things, either in the student or teacher role. I told Travis that I had just kept betting that the next day would be the day we could start moving forward again and I was beginning to feel crazy for doing so. But finally, yesterday, the "laughing Elmo" undies survived the entire day. There was much celebrating, a highly-hyped lollipop after supper, and today, several successes. I guess I just had to hit bottom emotionally, and that's her cue to start moving forward again. What a basketcase I am!
Thanks, everyone, for your support. I hope that someday, when I escape this sleep-deprived fog, I still resemble the fun person I used to be.
Thanks, everyone, for your support. I hope that someday, when I escape this sleep-deprived fog, I still resemble the fun person I used to be.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Frustrated!!!!!!
If you don't want to bother reading a bunch of whining about potty training, just skip this entry. If someone had told me that I would be dealing with daily accidents for 6 months, I think I would've stuck with diapers and changing her 4 poopy diapers daily. This totally, totally sucks.
I am glad I haven't been keeping track exactly, but from the looks of my last load of laundry, it has been many weeks since Emily has gone a whole day in one pair of undergarments. I cannot tell you how tired of stainsticking and clorox-wiping and carpet-cleaning I am. Emily goes through more wipes than Audrey does! It's everything - she still has about one wet accident each week, but the worst is that even on the days where she has 2 poop successes on the potty, she still has at least one accident. I cannot stand it. I mostly just get angry at her now and tell her I'm tired of it, that I know she CAN do it and I cannot figure out why she won't. It's probably the worst possible thing to do but if nothing is going to work and she'll "figure it out when she's ready," then what does it matter what I do? If I catch her in time, or if I hear some mention of it in her constant chatter, she'll go and be quite pleased with herself. But then an hour or so later she'll be looking at her fingers, wondering why they're "muddy." The quantity she can go each day is astonishing to me, which makes me wonder why she (and I) never get a break from this. If she goes at 10, can't I at least wait until the naptime battle starts to deal with it again?? Nope, "chocolate chips" on the floor at 1:00. It's disgusting and frustrating, and worst of all, I'm gaining more and more resentment to that delightful little girl. She is so amazing and wonderful and yet there are days I just cannot stand her. I feel like this is stealing away time with her because I get so very, very mad, and I waste all kinds of time trying to figure out what I can do differently. I spent half an hour reading message boards on the internet today, hoping for something else to try, and it's so impossibly irritating because people will say the most obvious, stupid things ("well, MY daughter did this...", "try giving her M&M's!" "after a day and a half he hasn't figured it out - what do i do?", "miraculously, she just figured it out and has been accident-free ever since!"). thanks, that's all very helpful, people, and you are all very stupid. Has anybody thought about what's going on in their CHILD's head?? No matter what, i can't get past the thought that it seems having that substance in one's undergarments should be enough of a negative consequence that adding more consequences would be a waste of time. And it doesn't seem to be a power struggle because I can convince her to use the potty whenever I really need her to; besides I don't want to make it into a constant battle. I stopped rewarding with skittles because it really only seems necessary as a way to learn how it works, and she knows HOW. She just, WON'T. And I got tired of the whining for candy. She has stayed dry through the night and naptimes (when she does happen to nap) for almost a week now, so I'm thinking she'll be the only toddler ever to wear big-kid pants at night and pull-ups during the day.
Oh, and Audrey won't nap for me now, either. I haven't been able to get her to nap since Thursday - thank goodness Travis has been patient enough to get us a few minutes of peace. Emily just woke up from hers, so it appears I wasted yet another naptime beating my head against a wall.
I am glad I haven't been keeping track exactly, but from the looks of my last load of laundry, it has been many weeks since Emily has gone a whole day in one pair of undergarments. I cannot tell you how tired of stainsticking and clorox-wiping and carpet-cleaning I am. Emily goes through more wipes than Audrey does! It's everything - she still has about one wet accident each week, but the worst is that even on the days where she has 2 poop successes on the potty, she still has at least one accident. I cannot stand it. I mostly just get angry at her now and tell her I'm tired of it, that I know she CAN do it and I cannot figure out why she won't. It's probably the worst possible thing to do but if nothing is going to work and she'll "figure it out when she's ready," then what does it matter what I do? If I catch her in time, or if I hear some mention of it in her constant chatter, she'll go and be quite pleased with herself. But then an hour or so later she'll be looking at her fingers, wondering why they're "muddy." The quantity she can go each day is astonishing to me, which makes me wonder why she (and I) never get a break from this. If she goes at 10, can't I at least wait until the naptime battle starts to deal with it again?? Nope, "chocolate chips" on the floor at 1:00. It's disgusting and frustrating, and worst of all, I'm gaining more and more resentment to that delightful little girl. She is so amazing and wonderful and yet there are days I just cannot stand her. I feel like this is stealing away time with her because I get so very, very mad, and I waste all kinds of time trying to figure out what I can do differently. I spent half an hour reading message boards on the internet today, hoping for something else to try, and it's so impossibly irritating because people will say the most obvious, stupid things ("well, MY daughter did this...", "try giving her M&M's!" "after a day and a half he hasn't figured it out - what do i do?", "miraculously, she just figured it out and has been accident-free ever since!"). thanks, that's all very helpful, people, and you are all very stupid. Has anybody thought about what's going on in their CHILD's head?? No matter what, i can't get past the thought that it seems having that substance in one's undergarments should be enough of a negative consequence that adding more consequences would be a waste of time. And it doesn't seem to be a power struggle because I can convince her to use the potty whenever I really need her to; besides I don't want to make it into a constant battle. I stopped rewarding with skittles because it really only seems necessary as a way to learn how it works, and she knows HOW. She just, WON'T. And I got tired of the whining for candy. She has stayed dry through the night and naptimes (when she does happen to nap) for almost a week now, so I'm thinking she'll be the only toddler ever to wear big-kid pants at night and pull-ups during the day.
Oh, and Audrey won't nap for me now, either. I haven't been able to get her to nap since Thursday - thank goodness Travis has been patient enough to get us a few minutes of peace. Emily just woke up from hers, so it appears I wasted yet another naptime beating my head against a wall.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Thursdays! Ugh!
For some reason, Thursdays have been very tough the past couple of weeks. It's been things like potty accidents, not taking naps, and then dealing with all the poor decisions that result from operating while too tired. There's a whole rash of guilt I feel for not fully enjoying my day at home, but at least this week I was rested enough that it didn't spoil the whole day. So, to celebrate, I'm going to document some of the amazing things both my girls can do.
Audrey is a real talker now, having discovered "Bub bub bub." She's also pretty shrill sometimes, which was grating today, but I think it's that she's really sensitive to a stressful situation. We had dinner with two other families this weekend who each have baby girls about 8 months old, one of whom was crawling -- and she's smaller than Audrey! It was so funny to see them next to each other, doing just exactly what a babies their ages should be doing, but so wrongly sized. :)
Emily has made several remarkable connections lately. She was picking up toys the other night, and realized it was faster to put the blocks on the lid of the container and carry the lid over than to carry each piece individually. I was singing a rhyming song, and she caught on right away that I was rhyming the names of her friends. She loves looking at the water towers that we see, and she's been pointing out the "ABCs" that she knows as we go by. Conveniently, there are some nice letters in Urbandale and Ames for her to identify, particularly AMES! I love to hear her greet them, "Oh! Hello, watertower! You having a nice time, watertower?" "I see the blue one! Goodbye, blue one!" She sings and chatters in the backseat and Audrey just gazes at her like she's her own personal jester. Emily helped me plant the garden this year, and she was concerned that we left the seeds in the ground, but I told her we hid them so they'll grow into plants, and she was somewhat consoled.
I think we might go get our hair cut together next week, or the week after. She just needs a trim, while my hair needs a serious hacking. It's been over a year since I've had it cut!
Audrey is a real talker now, having discovered "Bub bub bub." She's also pretty shrill sometimes, which was grating today, but I think it's that she's really sensitive to a stressful situation. We had dinner with two other families this weekend who each have baby girls about 8 months old, one of whom was crawling -- and she's smaller than Audrey! It was so funny to see them next to each other, doing just exactly what a babies their ages should be doing, but so wrongly sized. :)
Emily has made several remarkable connections lately. She was picking up toys the other night, and realized it was faster to put the blocks on the lid of the container and carry the lid over than to carry each piece individually. I was singing a rhyming song, and she caught on right away that I was rhyming the names of her friends. She loves looking at the water towers that we see, and she's been pointing out the "ABCs" that she knows as we go by. Conveniently, there are some nice letters in Urbandale and Ames for her to identify, particularly AMES! I love to hear her greet them, "Oh! Hello, watertower! You having a nice time, watertower?" "I see the blue one! Goodbye, blue one!" She sings and chatters in the backseat and Audrey just gazes at her like she's her own personal jester. Emily helped me plant the garden this year, and she was concerned that we left the seeds in the ground, but I told her we hid them so they'll grow into plants, and she was somewhat consoled.
I think we might go get our hair cut together next week, or the week after. She just needs a trim, while my hair needs a serious hacking. It's been over a year since I've had it cut!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Veishea
Emily saw her first parade last weekend at VEISHEA, and she absolutely loved it. We met my sister's family and my parents at the parade, so Emily got to sit on Grandma's lap. She spent about 45 minutes just watching in awe, although my mom said she could feel Emily tense up with excitement whenever something new - a firetruck, a float, a balloon, motorcycles, a marching band - would come by. "I hear trumpets coming!" "The balloon is wearing sunglasses!" "I love parades! I love parades!" Just a few of the very enthusiastic quotes out of my little girl. Audrey enjoyed it too, from the baby bjorn. She's such a trooper. We enjoyed some of the on-campus activities which were really pretty fun for Emily, too. It was a really great day.
I've figured out that I can lay Audrey down in her crib and she'll fuss herself to sleep in about 5 minutes, and my cue is that she gets really squeaky, ear-piercingly loud. She likes to suck on her blanket, so I've been sending a taggie blanket with her to daycare now that it's getting to be too warm to snuggle up with a thick fleecey one. That's the good news in napping here - the bad news is that I haven't been able to get Emily to nap here at home for about two weeks. She'll nap at daycare, and on Saturday she collapsed after we got home and Travis laid down with her. Other than that, she stays awake all afternoon, and it is really taking its toll on me. I'm that crazy lady again; I can't see the positive things, only fret about the things that go wrong. Emily's had quite a few accidents lately and I am just so tired of it, because, just like napping, she does great around other people but for me she can't get it right. I just keep thinking if I could get enough rest, I would be able to deal with it the way I want to, but I just get so tired that they feel like personal attacks. Of course I know that my 2-year-old isn't plotting against me, but it sure feels that way sometimes!
Bringing home Audrey has been the most emotionally challenging thing I've ever done. I know that probably means I've led a sheltered life to this point, but it is very, very hard. I'm starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel, and it's weird to picture Audrey doing older-baby things like crawling and eating solid foods. She's almost 6 months, though, so I suppose it's coming very soon! I remember the first time liking the 2nd six months much better than the first, so things should be looking up here, soon.
Travis was really disappointed the other night when he asked Emily what was in the big red bottle and she replied, "Ketchup" instead of "kepitch." She's starting to lose all those babyisms!! :(
I've figured out that I can lay Audrey down in her crib and she'll fuss herself to sleep in about 5 minutes, and my cue is that she gets really squeaky, ear-piercingly loud. She likes to suck on her blanket, so I've been sending a taggie blanket with her to daycare now that it's getting to be too warm to snuggle up with a thick fleecey one. That's the good news in napping here - the bad news is that I haven't been able to get Emily to nap here at home for about two weeks. She'll nap at daycare, and on Saturday she collapsed after we got home and Travis laid down with her. Other than that, she stays awake all afternoon, and it is really taking its toll on me. I'm that crazy lady again; I can't see the positive things, only fret about the things that go wrong. Emily's had quite a few accidents lately and I am just so tired of it, because, just like napping, she does great around other people but for me she can't get it right. I just keep thinking if I could get enough rest, I would be able to deal with it the way I want to, but I just get so tired that they feel like personal attacks. Of course I know that my 2-year-old isn't plotting against me, but it sure feels that way sometimes!
Bringing home Audrey has been the most emotionally challenging thing I've ever done. I know that probably means I've led a sheltered life to this point, but it is very, very hard. I'm starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel, and it's weird to picture Audrey doing older-baby things like crawling and eating solid foods. She's almost 6 months, though, so I suppose it's coming very soon! I remember the first time liking the 2nd six months much better than the first, so things should be looking up here, soon.
Travis was really disappointed the other night when he asked Emily what was in the big red bottle and she replied, "Ketchup" instead of "kepitch." She's starting to lose all those babyisms!! :(
Friday, April 2, 2010
A good friday, indeed
Travis and I had the day off from work, so we took the girls to daycare like normal, and then had a day to ourselves! Trav took a slightly different approach than I did - he read the paper, read his blogs, did a bit of handywork, took a nap - whereas I worked like a dog all day. But we went to lunch together at a local place in Beaverdale, and that was a fun little date. Then we went shopping and it felt good to get some of those errands done. Most of what I got done at home today was dealing with clothing - putting away Audrey's newborn and 3-6 month things, putting away Emily's winter 2T's, and getting out clothes that fit and are appropriate for the season! Poor girls, this past week has been so warm that they both had trouble sleeping in their heavier PJ's. Emily is delighted to wear shorts, and I've gotta say I love seeing those beautiful little legs - much longer than I remember them from last summer! It's funny how nostalgic it is to go through clothes, though, especially putting away Audrey's newborn things and remembering when Emily wore them. Breaks my heart, in a happy way.
I put Emily's dust ruffle under her mattress today, and Travis hung up a picture-board that has the same flowered material as her curtains - all handmade by Grandma Sullivan! Then, I got out a new pair of pajamas for her that are a beautiful blue with little ballerinas on them. Emily was one very happy little girl when she went to bed tonight. She's exhausted, after staying up late two nights this week with people at our house, so it was fun to get her good and happy to avoid the overtired reasonless crying. And it's just fun to thrill her a little. It doesn't take a whole lot, and the look on her face was so worth it.
Audrey was so happy to see me this afternoon, she practically giggled just at the sight of me. She kept nuzzling her head into my chest, then looking up and smiling. It was so cool!! I am getting more and more crazy about her, if you can imagine. I was looking at her hair in the sunlight the other day, and I can see that she's growing blonde hair in underneath her dark-reddish hair that she's had all along. I was wondering if she'd be strawberry blonde like her cousin, but it'll probably be just like Emily's for now.
We're going to Barnum for Easter tomorrow, and we have the opportunity to have all of his family together for the first time since last summer, probably. I am so happy, for Nancy especially, because Thanksgiving and Christmas were really hard. The funny part is that we'll have to miss church to do this, because normally they are very Catholic about going every week no matter what - but this year, they'll be skipping mass on Easter!! I'm pretty excited to be the Easter bunny again this year, and to have Emily go on another hunt. She's dyed eggs twice this week at daycare, so the pressure's off for me this year. *phew!* However, as the girls get older, I am going to be especially careful to not let Easter turn into the gift-giving bonanza of Christmas. I don't want "gimme" kids!!
I just reread this, and I'm surprised at what a cheerful post it turned out to be. I have been pretty grumpy this week, trying to kick a feeling of being behind the curve on just about everything. It's been kind of a "worst of both worlds" thing with my job, and I'm quite tired of putting a baby to sleep 5 times a day. But I guess I am glad to see that it's possible for me to recognize the joy in things foremost, and deal with the grouchy stuff as a secondary thought. The ability to do that seems to be directly correlated to the amount of sleep I get the night before, so with that in mind, I'm heading to bed. Happy weekend, all!
I put Emily's dust ruffle under her mattress today, and Travis hung up a picture-board that has the same flowered material as her curtains - all handmade by Grandma Sullivan! Then, I got out a new pair of pajamas for her that are a beautiful blue with little ballerinas on them. Emily was one very happy little girl when she went to bed tonight. She's exhausted, after staying up late two nights this week with people at our house, so it was fun to get her good and happy to avoid the overtired reasonless crying. And it's just fun to thrill her a little. It doesn't take a whole lot, and the look on her face was so worth it.
Audrey was so happy to see me this afternoon, she practically giggled just at the sight of me. She kept nuzzling her head into my chest, then looking up and smiling. It was so cool!! I am getting more and more crazy about her, if you can imagine. I was looking at her hair in the sunlight the other day, and I can see that she's growing blonde hair in underneath her dark-reddish hair that she's had all along. I was wondering if she'd be strawberry blonde like her cousin, but it'll probably be just like Emily's for now.
We're going to Barnum for Easter tomorrow, and we have the opportunity to have all of his family together for the first time since last summer, probably. I am so happy, for Nancy especially, because Thanksgiving and Christmas were really hard. The funny part is that we'll have to miss church to do this, because normally they are very Catholic about going every week no matter what - but this year, they'll be skipping mass on Easter!! I'm pretty excited to be the Easter bunny again this year, and to have Emily go on another hunt. She's dyed eggs twice this week at daycare, so the pressure's off for me this year. *phew!* However, as the girls get older, I am going to be especially careful to not let Easter turn into the gift-giving bonanza of Christmas. I don't want "gimme" kids!!
I just reread this, and I'm surprised at what a cheerful post it turned out to be. I have been pretty grumpy this week, trying to kick a feeling of being behind the curve on just about everything. It's been kind of a "worst of both worlds" thing with my job, and I'm quite tired of putting a baby to sleep 5 times a day. But I guess I am glad to see that it's possible for me to recognize the joy in things foremost, and deal with the grouchy stuff as a secondary thought. The ability to do that seems to be directly correlated to the amount of sleep I get the night before, so with that in mind, I'm heading to bed. Happy weekend, all!
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