by oh amanda on November 5, 2007
in Amazing Race,baby,blogging,church,family,internet,moms,motherhood,NaBloPoMo,parenting,sleep
I blew it. It’s five days in and I blew it! I didn’t post anything on November 4th! NaBloPoMo started November 1st. All I had to do was post every day this month. I usually post 28 days out of 3o anyway. How hard can this be? The one month where I’m posting every day, I forget FOUR DAYS in? *sigh*
Well, I’ll blame it on Daylight Savings Time. Thanks William Willett for making the last two days STINK. Here’s a little recap. Maybe it will make up for my missing Day Four post.
Sunday I was awoken (woken? waked? woke up?) ONE HOUR early by my little Lydia. “Mommy! Up! Up! Play! Milk!” We went to church and I started my new nursery gig. I was in the four year old class. Within 2 seconds a four year old greeted me with, “Will you be a bear and pretend to get me?” That was pretty much how the rest of the morning went. After lunch and a trip to the used CD store (the used CD store is to my husband what Disney World is to me) Lydia missed her nap. So, for some unknown reason we decided to hop back in the car and go to a craft show—-a lame, old skool craft show. We’re talking toilet paper covers and toll painted cows, folks. (Which is the main reason I haven’t posted my sermon recap!) That night was our neighborhood Bible study. After picking her up from childcare, Lydia went to bed one hour late, which was really TWO HOURS late. Once she was asleep, we ordered a pizza and watched the Amazing Race (that’s a whole ‘nother post! seriously, goth couple from Kentucky?!).
Monday you’d think I’d get to sleep in. NOPE. 7:00am and I hear, “Mommy! Up! Up! Play! Milk!” She was ready for a nap at 10, 12, 2 and 5. But only took one. I saw her first honest to goodness tantrum complete with rolling on the floor and kicking her legs. I resorted to driving her to the farthest shopping mall I could think of just so she’d be strapped into the car seat. *sigh*
So, yeah, NaBloPoMo, you’re lucky you’re even getting Day Five from me.
(But seriously, am I kicked out? Is the NBPM PD going to show up at my bloggy door? Do I get a button that says, “I can’t hang with the good NaBloPoMoers?”)
~and y’all have made my day with the first day of oh ho ho!
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(part 1 here)
Last night I put Lydia to bed 40 minutes early. She slept for over 14 hours! When she woke up she wanted to drink her milk while laying in my lap in the rocker for another 30 minutes! Now she’s happily eating waffles in her high chair–smiling and talking the whole time.
I always said there’s nothing wrong with Lydia that some sleep won’t fix!
From the the first day Lydia got home from the hospital, she slept in her own bed. First it was a sweet little wooden crib of my grandmother’s. Then it was the plastic monstrosity called the pack-n-play. After several weeks, she moved into her beautiful big girl crib in her very own room. She has never, not even one time slept in our bed.
Until last night.
My dh was out of town. Lydia went to bed late because of a late nap. So, I assumed she’d sleep late this morning. But lo and behold, at 6:13am, she woke up screaming. I did what every good mom did…sat up and tried to understand what was going on. I gave her about 30 seconds to see if she was just dreaming and would fall back to sleep. No such luck. When I finally got into her room, she was just standing in her crib sobbing. I picked her up and then sat down in her rocker. She laid her head down but didn’t fall asleep.
I knew she still needed to sleep but didn’t want to deal with the screaming, so I said, “Do you want to sleep with mommy?” She nodded and we walked into my room. She laid right down on my pillow, thumb in mouth and went to sleep.
This was the first time I got to experience up close the amazing thing called Lydia sleeping. Lydia is a thumb sucker & hair twirler. She had her little pointer finger twirling the hair while her thumb was stroking the hair. Her little legs would kick every once in awhile. And my favorite, the loud sucking noises. (I can interpret those little noises now. I know which one is the tired suck! If she starts doing that one, you better get her in the bed quick!)
She fell asleep for about an hour. Then suddenly, I felt a pat pat pat on my face. She was wide awake and asking for milk. Now we’re eating breakfast and watching Elmo. Looks like early naps are in order for baby & mommy today!
