Carson has been regressing in the sleep department. He has been our “good sleeper” for a few months now (and therfore Mark has enjoyed a return to sleeping through the night as well), but teething has put an end to all of that. Around 11 PM Carson will start his pittiful cries, and Mark goes up and cuddles him in the guest room.
Kate has decided that she would like the return of the middle-of-the-night bottle. So she is getting up around 10 PM and drinks 4 oz. I know it’s a bad habit that I am re-establishing, but it’s hard. I know that if I give her that bottle, she will sleep until 6:30 – 7 AM, and I value that.
I had a self-indulgent hour in a large bookstore this afternoon while the tots were at Miss Jennifer’s. It’s a bit absurd that I consider time in a bookstore self-indulgent, but frankly it’s the truth nowadays. As much as I complain about a total lack of “me time,” when I do get it I clean, do laundry, wash bottles, etc. instead of taking some decompression time. Anyway, I bought myself three books that I am going to force myself to actually read. Once upon a time, I enjoyed reading, but now I would rather turn my brain off and watch TV. Not good.
I bought Belong to Me by Marisa de los Santos (I was suckered into the big store display), Wimp Nation: The High Cost of Invasive Parenting (a topic I’ve been interested in since before I actually became a parent), and a collection of essays by Virginia Woolf.
The hunger strike has given way to only wanting fruits or crackers. Perhaps it wasn’t a hunger strike after all, but a tag team of picky eaters.
Kate tried a tomato and loved it. Carson acted like I put acid in his mouth.
Most fought over item in our house….the cheap, plastic travel spoons. We’ve obviously spent way too much money on toys.
Summer is approaching, and I am feeling the urge to cut my hair off again.
My back is still sore and I am sick of feeling like an old lady.
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