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…
Author: calm mama
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…
follow me into the dark*
Things have been a little rough lately. The sleep debt is apparently cumulative, and my balance received unfortunate bolster from the boy’s recent three-times-a-night wake-up habit. And potentially exacerbated by a rumored-typical hormonal shift at around 6 months. So I…
a video is worth a thousand words
The liver-eating episode. Note how the mother bear licks the liver off her fingers. Don’t tell me that stuff isn’t tasty!
Liv-ahhhhh
He was showing all the signs. It’s probably been weeks of wrestling our plates away from him, pulling glasses out of his surprisingly strong hands. He watches the food go into our mouths. Makes a little op-op-op guppy face, imitating…