I’m guesting over at hilarites ensue today. Stop by and say hi to me and the awesome Liz — who guested here not so long ago — and her new baby girl Clara.
Month: June 2008
ugh.
So, tell me when this gets better. In my apparent ongoing efforts to live-blog sleep training, an update. Not only is this difficult, it’s embarrassing. Embarrassing to admit that I let my baby cry, because part of me thinks that…
wow.
Last night, he slept for eight hours. In a row. Nursed, went back to sleep for another three hours. Amazing. His morning naps are clocking in at closer to two hours lately. Our evenings seem so much calmer and more…
huh.
Last night took another half hour of crying/checking before he conked out. Tonight, after bath, massage, and books, he fell asleep while nursing. And that was it. “The only constant is change.” Who said that? It was the essay topic…
and then it happened
In improv, I learned a writing game where two people pass a sheet of paper back and forth, each one taking a turn writing a line of dialogue. A third person intermittently calls out bits of stage direction or dialogue,…
excrement, effluvia, monkey, toes
Poop. Glorious poop! Solid food poop. How I adore thee. So far, anyway. Believe it or not, we’ve “caught” the poop. In the sink. Easy enough to do since the boy makes a special “I’m about to POOP!” grunting sound.…
better, better, cute, worse, yummy
His rash is better. Apparently the purple stuff worked. And only a few items of clothing (his, mine) ruined in the process. Post-yeast there was some inflammation from him scratching himself, which we treated with triple antibiotic cream. So that’s…
sleep (mine)
We did it. I did the 11:00 feeding, since I was still awake, and Scott handled the 3 a.m. feeding, and therefore I got to sleep from about 11:30 to 6. Wow. (Say it again with hand gestures for the…