This morning I told Jonathan we were running low on diapers, but that we were expecting to get some in the mail (present from my aunt) today. His response: "Well, sweetie, you just let me know if we need any. And I can pick some up, Raising Arizona style".
***Disclaimer*** There is some bad language in the following video.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Just when I figure it all out
Julia changes it up on me. And then changes it up again. What's with that?
Last week Julia got into this habit of only taking 30 minute naps. Well, truthfully, she was doing that before last week, but last week was a really rough week. In previous times she'd take a 30 minute nap, then sleep really well the next day or something. But not last week. Last week she was a big girl. Also, I should add that she decided that while she didn't want to nap, she also didn't want to sleep more than 3 hours a stretch at night. So we were up a lot. And she was cranky. A lot.
This week, well this week is completely different. As of this past weekend we've begun letting Julia "cry it out", since she's becoming really depended on us to put her to sleep (ex, we have to rock/bounce/swing her until she's asleep, and if all the planets are aligned just right, maybe, just maybe she won't wake up when we put her down). We're probably softies in this area (at least I know I am), and really don't let her cry alone for that long, especially if the cry is an upset cry and not a tired cry (which, yeah for me, I've finally learned what her different cries are... most of the time!). It's been challenging, but yesterday was a lot better, and she went to sleep fairly fast for her naps, and when the 30 minute mark came, I could quickly get her to fall back asleep.
Anyways, this past Sunday night, I put Julia to bed around 9:15. What to know what time she woke up? 4:15. 7 hours. Yes, 7 hours, that girl slept. Just to be followed the next night by waking up screaming, and then the next night with 7 1/2 hours. Not to mention that she's been taking at least 2 2-hour naps during the day.
I can't figure this girl out! I mean, she's more confusing then me, which Jonathan could tell you is an amazing feat! One day she'll be happy all day, no complaints, the next day she'll be crappy all day... hmmm, sounds like her mama. However, I do think that the reason for the newest sleep habit is because she's hit a growth spurt (at least that's what Google says). Seeing as last week she stepped up her feedings and now this week it seems all she does is eat and sleep with very little play time.
So, yeah, just when I get use to the constant feeding, the middle of the night waking, she decides she's sleepy. And when I get use to that, she's moved on to the next phase. And they say women are fickle. I say, if we're fickle, it's only because we learned it from our babies.
Last week Julia got into this habit of only taking 30 minute naps. Well, truthfully, she was doing that before last week, but last week was a really rough week. In previous times she'd take a 30 minute nap, then sleep really well the next day or something. But not last week. Last week she was a big girl. Also, I should add that she decided that while she didn't want to nap, she also didn't want to sleep more than 3 hours a stretch at night. So we were up a lot. And she was cranky. A lot.
This week, well this week is completely different. As of this past weekend we've begun letting Julia "cry it out", since she's becoming really depended on us to put her to sleep (ex, we have to rock/bounce/swing her until she's asleep, and if all the planets are aligned just right, maybe, just maybe she won't wake up when we put her down). We're probably softies in this area (at least I know I am), and really don't let her cry alone for that long, especially if the cry is an upset cry and not a tired cry (which, yeah for me, I've finally learned what her different cries are... most of the time!). It's been challenging, but yesterday was a lot better, and she went to sleep fairly fast for her naps, and when the 30 minute mark came, I could quickly get her to fall back asleep.
Anyways, this past Sunday night, I put Julia to bed around 9:15. What to know what time she woke up? 4:15. 7 hours. Yes, 7 hours, that girl slept. Just to be followed the next night by waking up screaming, and then the next night with 7 1/2 hours. Not to mention that she's been taking at least 2 2-hour naps during the day.
I can't figure this girl out! I mean, she's more confusing then me, which Jonathan could tell you is an amazing feat! One day she'll be happy all day, no complaints, the next day she'll be crappy all day... hmmm, sounds like her mama. However, I do think that the reason for the newest sleep habit is because she's hit a growth spurt (at least that's what Google says). Seeing as last week she stepped up her feedings and now this week it seems all she does is eat and sleep with very little play time.
So, yeah, just when I get use to the constant feeding, the middle of the night waking, she decides she's sleepy. And when I get use to that, she's moved on to the next phase. And they say women are fickle. I say, if we're fickle, it's only because we learned it from our babies.
Labels:
Julia Mabel,
Mamahood
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Pneumonia, shots and sounds from the diaper
Last week I took Julia to the doctor. She had gotten sick over the weekend and by Monday had a pretty bad cough. The doctor said she had bronchitis, sent us home with some medicines and said it should clear up soon. By Thursday we were back in the office, this time to hear that Julia had pneumonia. Is it just me, or is that a big illness for such a little girl? I have to say, it's pretty tough seeing your baby being sick. It's heart breaking, really. We spent the weekend in quarantine, and when I took her back yesterday, things seem to be on the up and up. They gave her her two month shots, which went surprisingly well.
Last night I made sort of a personal vow. A vow to lighten up and stop being so stinkin' proud. I'm a proud person, a stubborn person, and it can make for a really tough time of things. So, I need to really lighten up. Get off my high horse and realize that this world isn't perfect, I'm not perfect and I need to focus on the good things. With that being said, here are the "lighter" things about having a sick daughter.
1. The antibiotics Jules has been on cause gas. Let me tell you what, I have never, ever heard such loud noise come from such a small bottom. It sounds like several bombs going off. And then to see her face afterward.... priceless.
2. Did you know poop turns green when you take certain antibiotics? Well, it does. At least in an infant. Several times, to my surprise, Julia's diapers would come out green. A little shocking to say the least.
3. Is that a soldier I see? No, no, it's just Julia wear a gas mask. Actually, it was a nebulizer, but it reminded me of the gas masks from WWII. Now, if I can just teach her to army crawl.
4. One thing that makes me laugh more than anything else: When she's about to have a breakdown, she starts sticking out her bottom lip, makes this really mad/sad face and then lets it all go. I have to admit, it's pretty funny. It's almost as though she's throwing a tantrum, without the kicking... just the screaming.
Last night I made sort of a personal vow. A vow to lighten up and stop being so stinkin' proud. I'm a proud person, a stubborn person, and it can make for a really tough time of things. So, I need to really lighten up. Get off my high horse and realize that this world isn't perfect, I'm not perfect and I need to focus on the good things. With that being said, here are the "lighter" things about having a sick daughter.
1. The antibiotics Jules has been on cause gas. Let me tell you what, I have never, ever heard such loud noise come from such a small bottom. It sounds like several bombs going off. And then to see her face afterward.... priceless.
2. Did you know poop turns green when you take certain antibiotics? Well, it does. At least in an infant. Several times, to my surprise, Julia's diapers would come out green. A little shocking to say the least.
3. Is that a soldier I see? No, no, it's just Julia wear a gas mask. Actually, it was a nebulizer, but it reminded me of the gas masks from WWII. Now, if I can just teach her to army crawl.
4. One thing that makes me laugh more than anything else: When she's about to have a breakdown, she starts sticking out her bottom lip, makes this really mad/sad face and then lets it all go. I have to admit, it's pretty funny. It's almost as though she's throwing a tantrum, without the kicking... just the screaming.
Labels:
Julia Mabel,
Mamahood
Friday, February 01, 2008
They say it's your birthday!
Happy birthday Lincoln! I just want you to know how much I love you and how exciting it is to see you chasing after the Lord. You are an amazing brother and I am thrilled for you and what God has and is doing in your life.
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