Somehow I knew Cookie would stick...
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Mommy Brain Rears Its Ugly Head...Again
New Mommy Brain story...went to Anthropologie today to return a rug we had ordered online. It was too small for where I wanted it (tip to the wise, don't order rugs online unless you're REALLY sure what size you need).
After I returned the rug I decided to browse the sale rack, I mean I just had extra money since I returned the rug. Maybe I'd spend it on myself rather than Cookie for a change. I found so many cute things and was gathering them to try on. In this pile included a dress and a belt that was sold separately. After all that digging, I decided to be good and not try anything on or buy anything...especially since I was so spoiled on Mother's Day and Father's Day is just around the corner.
I put everything away and left the store and wandered on down to Baby Gap. While in Baby Gap I look down at the BOB and see...the belt I had found for the dress. I had draped it over the handles and had completely shoplifted it!!!
I immediately went back to Anthropologie to return it, apologized profusely, and Cookie decided that was the prime moment to let me know she was ready to be out of her stroller by having a meltdown.
I love Cookie, but sometimes (just sometimes) I miss my intellect.
After I returned the rug I decided to browse the sale rack, I mean I just had extra money since I returned the rug. Maybe I'd spend it on myself rather than Cookie for a change. I found so many cute things and was gathering them to try on. In this pile included a dress and a belt that was sold separately. After all that digging, I decided to be good and not try anything on or buy anything...especially since I was so spoiled on Mother's Day and Father's Day is just around the corner.
I put everything away and left the store and wandered on down to Baby Gap. While in Baby Gap I look down at the BOB and see...the belt I had found for the dress. I had draped it over the handles and had completely shoplifted it!!!
I immediately went back to Anthropologie to return it, apologized profusely, and Cookie decided that was the prime moment to let me know she was ready to be out of her stroller by having a meltdown.
I love Cookie, but sometimes (just sometimes) I miss my intellect.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Sweet Music to My Ears...
Cookie's first laugh...and Mommy got to be the one to hear it. We got 3 laughs and then Cookie got tired. By the time Daddy got home from work, Cookie was all laughed out and ready for bed. Tomorrow's a new day and I'm hoping she won't make us wait to hear her laugh again.
Now, if we could just roll over...we only have a week and a half until Mommy has to go back to work. Yes, Mommy's being greedy.
Now, if we could just roll over...we only have a week and a half until Mommy has to go back to work. Yes, Mommy's being greedy.
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| Moments after the first sweet laugh... |
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Sleeping Through the Night Means Sleeping in the Nursery
When I began the voyage of pregnancy motherhood, Nick & I talked it over and decided our child would sleep in our room with us, but never in the bed (that didn't last very long) until he/she could sleep through the night so Mommy wouldn't have to trek across the dark house to the nursery to answer feeding calls.
That time has come. Sweet Cheeks solidly sleeps through the night, every night. I have to say, I wasn't prepared for this day to come. Sweet Cheeks's been sleeping through the night for a couple of weeks now and once she first started we decided to do some sleep training (also known as "cry it out"). I got to use that as an excuse to not move her into her nursery. Tonight is the fourth night and she's taken to putting herself to sleep much better than I had anticipated. She cries less than 10 minutes every night (naps are still a little sketchy, but we're working on it) and then she drifts off to sleep. I think she'll always cry or fuss a bit, I like to think of it as her blowing off steam - a friend told me that if you get less than 10 minutes of crying, she considers it a win. I like that philosophy.
So the time has come. I gave her a bath tonight, read her Goodnight Moon, topped her off with a little more food, kissed her goodnight, told her I loved her, and laid her in her crib with secret hopes that she wouldn't be able to sleep in her crib. Seven minutes later after fussing and crying, she's out like a light and Mommy is sitting here wistfully thinking about where the time has already gone (yes, I know it's only been 3 1/2 months).
I know she still needs me and will need me for a very long time to come, but it hurts that she doesn't need me quite as much as she did a month ago...although I'm very proud to have a 3 1/2 month baby who sleeps through the night and can put herself to sleep. I know this is the first step in a lot of steps of her pulling away and becoming the independent person she's destined to be and it makes me sad (and proud and happy and so many other contradictory emotions I can't even explain). I can't even blame the hormones anymore.
On a side note, all these smiley photos...still no laugh. She's real close...I can tell. Her mouth opens up to laugh, just no sound yet. I'm hoping I'll get to hear the first one before I go to work, but I'm not sure if I'll get that delight (makes me jealous that it may be Nick who gets that sweet sound for the first time).
That time has come. Sweet Cheeks solidly sleeps through the night, every night. I have to say, I wasn't prepared for this day to come. Sweet Cheeks's been sleeping through the night for a couple of weeks now and once she first started we decided to do some sleep training (also known as "cry it out"). I got to use that as an excuse to not move her into her nursery. Tonight is the fourth night and she's taken to putting herself to sleep much better than I had anticipated. She cries less than 10 minutes every night (naps are still a little sketchy, but we're working on it) and then she drifts off to sleep. I think she'll always cry or fuss a bit, I like to think of it as her blowing off steam - a friend told me that if you get less than 10 minutes of crying, she considers it a win. I like that philosophy.
So the time has come. I gave her a bath tonight, read her Goodnight Moon, topped her off with a little more food, kissed her goodnight, told her I loved her, and laid her in her crib with secret hopes that she wouldn't be able to sleep in her crib. Seven minutes later after fussing and crying, she's out like a light and Mommy is sitting here wistfully thinking about where the time has already gone (yes, I know it's only been 3 1/2 months).
I know she still needs me and will need me for a very long time to come, but it hurts that she doesn't need me quite as much as she did a month ago...although I'm very proud to have a 3 1/2 month baby who sleeps through the night and can put herself to sleep. I know this is the first step in a lot of steps of her pulling away and becoming the independent person she's destined to be and it makes me sad (and proud and happy and so many other contradictory emotions I can't even explain). I can't even blame the hormones anymore.
On a side note, all these smiley photos...still no laugh. She's real close...I can tell. Her mouth opens up to laugh, just no sound yet. I'm hoping I'll get to hear the first one before I go to work, but I'm not sure if I'll get that delight (makes me jealous that it may be Nick who gets that sweet sound for the first time).
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| Tummy time isn't so hard ANYMORE! HA!!! |
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| Say what!?! |
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| Daddy's so silly! |
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| It didn't fit in my mouth... |
Monday, May 9, 2011
Our First Mother's Day
Our first Mother's Day has been completed. It started off with a very long night...Cookie woke up several times and wouldn't go back to sleep. I was exhausted in the morning when she woke up at 6 AM and thought Nick would get up and feed Cookie so I could sleep in...nope. Not only that, but he blissfully slept while I sat there like a zombie feeding Cookie who was ready to start her day, cheerful and bright eyed.
Nick ended up getting up after I woke him up so I could get more sleep...I slept for another hour or so and a cranky, tired, ready to nap Cookie woke me up with a nice little card and gift of earrings and a necklace with her birthstone (garnets). They are gorgeous although the necklace has been banished to my jewlery box because Cookie proved she likes to grab it and not let go. I can be satisfied with the earings for a while. Also? Surprise! Kate Spade purse. I'm totally spoiled and it so made up for the sleeping hubby at 6AM!
Then we went for breakfast at our friend's home whose new little one is almost a month old (they have 3 year old as well). Hubbies cooked, moms lounged. Scrambled eggs, toast, and mimosas. Yum!
Headed home that afternoon and dinner of Filippi's pizza and Dogfish Head 60 minute IPA. Finished up with a pint of Ben & Jerry's. What a perfect day...well except for waking up at 6AM to feed a hungry baby. But, as a friend noted, the precident has been sent and Father's Day is just around the corner. Guess who will be waking up then (yup, you're right, probably me, but a girl can dream, right?).
Nick ended up getting up after I woke him up so I could get more sleep...I slept for another hour or so and a cranky, tired, ready to nap Cookie woke me up with a nice little card and gift of earrings and a necklace with her birthstone (garnets). They are gorgeous although the necklace has been banished to my jewlery box because Cookie proved she likes to grab it and not let go. I can be satisfied with the earings for a while. Also? Surprise! Kate Spade purse. I'm totally spoiled and it so made up for the sleeping hubby at 6AM!
Then we went for breakfast at our friend's home whose new little one is almost a month old (they have 3 year old as well). Hubbies cooked, moms lounged. Scrambled eggs, toast, and mimosas. Yum!
Headed home that afternoon and dinner of Filippi's pizza and Dogfish Head 60 minute IPA. Finished up with a pint of Ben & Jerry's. What a perfect day...well except for waking up at 6AM to feed a hungry baby. But, as a friend noted, the precident has been sent and Father's Day is just around the corner. Guess who will be waking up then (yup, you're right, probably me, but a girl can dream, right?).
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| My first Mother's Day...what a feeling! |
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| Still my most favoritist sleeping partner! |
