Man was last night rough. But lucky for me I have Bj, otherwise I'm sure I would have propped Tuesday in front of the television right now with a TV dinner and said, "Fend for yourself." Okay maybe not, but I was very tired after multiple night wakings. Bj was lovely and got her early this morning so I could sleep. And when he brought her to me so she could have breakfast I laid her next to me and we snoozed until a quarter to eleven. Very nice. Still it didn't get me caught up enough, so I'm headed to bed soon. Tuesday is already asleep.
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Bj and I laid in the sun with Tuesday so she could look at the trees and we talked about what to do about it. We read the last little bit of The No Cry Sleep Solution, the part where she asks if you're about to go mad from lack of sleep. We decided that we were not trying hard enough to get her down with out nursing (which I think is why she wakes up in the night, looking for more milky and is all confused that it's not right there). So Bj and I took turns tonight rocking, singing, patting and loving her. Finally I got her to sleep by telling her about a story about a little girl the size of a grain of rice who lived in a little tree that grew on a bigger tree in the middle of a narrow stream. Now nothing in any book I've read said anything about telling your baby a story about a little girl the size of a grain of rice, so I'm thinking maybe they don't have it all figured out. We were talking about the things we're learning with Tuesday, and one thing I am learning is to trust myself. I've always wanted to be a mother, and I think I need to draw on those feelings more, the feelings that I'm meant to be her mother and that I will do the right things by her if I listen to myself. We'll see if this works, I'm sure hoping that it does, and that I have the strength in the middle of the night to pace the floor with her instead of automatically offering up some milky.*Once I did get out the door with Tuesday today we headed downtown to meet my dad at his 295 Church project – a cool bunch of new condos "in the heart of the city." 🙂You might remember when I took pictures from the lot to showcase what the future views would be. My dad wants some photos from around the city to frame up for the hallways so we walked around town and I snapped some.It was fun to be a tourist in my own city.It was also fun to see my dad push around the carriage.Nice calves dad. 🙂We ran into my brother so I had to get them together for a shot. Of course they both make crazy faces, no surprise, but this is pretty tame – I think it's a keeper!*She has woken once since I started writing this, but was easily coaxed back to sleep with a little rocking.
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The bumper is still not done, in large part due to the negative amount of sleep I got last night. I say negative because the sleep I did get was so horrible (and on the floor of the nursery), that I just don't think it should count. But lets go back in time shall we?
On Saturday we went to the Lavender Festival. Tuesday was so fantastic. I mean sure she had a little screaming spell in the car when we got behind a wreck and couldn't move. I'm guessing her thought process goes something like this: "Hey, we're slowing down. Wait we're stopping? NOOOO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NOOOOOOOOOOOOO I WANT TO GO 90, GO PEOPLE GO." When we got to a place we could pull over she was all snotty nosed and tear stained, I hate that, poor Tutu. By the time we got to the festival (and she had a little car siesta) we were golden. I wore Tuesday in the Peanut Shell, which I haven't used much.I got it as a gift when I was only 12 weeks along or so, because you have to size it. Well I gained so much weight I couldn't wear it with her for a while, but now I can, yeah! She sat like this while I took pictures happy as a clam. Double awesome:It's great for nursing!Then we sat and watched some more music:Tuesday asks, "Would you like to comment on my eyebrows?"It's so funny, every one seems to lately. They look like normal eyebrows to me, but apparently they are uber fantastic, go Tuesday!Tuesday loves one on one time as well as lots of people talking to her, so these kind of events are perfect for her. I'm not sure how this translates to sleep, if it's like super boring to her or what. But last night it was PARTY TIME from 11:30 to almost three IN THE MORNING. Yikes. So that's when I drug a blanket out and just laid next to the babbling funny girl. If you can't beat them, join em, right? The problem is the tiredness is throwing me off my game seriously. Not only did I not shred today (or yesterday, or the day before), but I just finished a big bowl of ice cream. The really crappy part? It did not make me feel better :(
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