Notes from Audrey

Yesterday, instead of napping, Audrey decided it would be fun to use some notecard stationary that I had in the desk to write notes and color pictures. The only way I discovered this little secret is that, through out my day today, I have come across these notes. One was in my bed side table. The other was in my make up drawer in the bathroom. The most recent one was in my sock drawer. I opened up said note and discovered a row of smiley faces. Then I did what any normal mom would do....I folded the notecard back up, put it back in its envelope and placed it back in the drawer. Who couldn't stand to see a bunch of smiley faces each time they need a pair of socks?

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

The Good:

Stella grasps that a drink, either in a cup or a bottle (i.e. drink bottle, not baby bottle) is for drinking. And she gets that she needs to pick it up and bring it to her mouth to drink it.

The Bad:

She doesn't have great aim.

The Ugly:

Red Gatorade all over the side of a gal's head/hair.

Happy Birthday Sesame Street!!

Hmmm ~ Comments

Well, I'm going to have to go back to only allowing registered users to comment as I don't have time to remove anon. spam comments. ANNOYING! Sorry.

Sleep Update

Stella did get to sleep finally last night. We had put her down early, given that she fell asleep on the way home from dinner, and although she did pitch the biggest fit known to man cry, she was asleep by her normal 7:30 bedtime. And she slept through the night.

In other news, both gals are a little snotty, sneezy, coughy and raspy. We've been loading up with some extra D3 and are hoping to bust this out quickly. Aud already said she was feeling "much better" after her nap. She sounds better too. We're waiting to see how things are tomorrow regarding sending her to school. But I would love to have a morning to just cuddle and snuggle with my littlest gal her go and learn and play with her friends.

Are you there God? It's me, Megan.

Please, please, please, I'm begging you, please help Stella get to sleep. And sleep through the night. I'm not sure if You read my blog. I don't see Your icon over in my "Followers" widget. In case you haven't been reading, Stella has been having some sleeping issues the past week or so, the past few days in particular. We thought it was her teeth. Then we thought it was poop. But she did a good poop today. And yet she's still is fighting sleep tonight. She's so tired. She couldn't even eat dinner. She kept laying her head down on the table. On the way home she fell asleep in the car. So fast asleep that I was able to unsnap her, carry her upstairs and almost get her into her PJs without her waking up. It's the almost part that killed me.

Is she sick? Is she just overtired? Does she need a snuggly? Some music? We feel like we've tried everything. Now we're at the end of our rope. Well, at least I am.

So. Now. Now she's crying. Crying her little eyes out. Big, sobbing, heaving crying. But she's got to sleep right? So why do I feel like my skin's been peeled back and needles are being stuck directly into my nerve endings. Like my heart has been ripped out and broken into a million little pieces. She will stop crying, right? Because the past few nights ~ we've gone in and soothed her, rocked her, cuddled her, and as soon as we put her back in the crib ~ crying. Unless it's 10 p.m. and she's so stinkin' tired she can't fight it anymore.

Whatever You can do to help would be appreciated. She's tired. I'm tired. We're all tired. And tired is just the pits.

Please.

Love,
Megan

Last Night.

Stella has been having some trouble sleeping on and off for the past week or so. Maybe two. Who can remember with a fuzzy, sleep deprived brain. At any rate, it's been consistent for the past 3 nights, last night being the worst. She wouldn't go to sleep. At first we were chalking this up to teeth {she's currently getting either 3 or 4, no one can get a clear read nor does anyone want to risk losing a finger to check}. Now we're thinking it may be poop related. As in, not enough poop. We're loading her up with the Miralax and hoping for the best.

Back to the point. Last night she was having none of it. We'd rock her, she'd fall asleep, we'd put her down and she'd either wake right back up or would wake up within 30 minutes or so. Around 9:30 I decided I would take one for the team and just go to bed with her {in our bed}. Well, she thought that was just full on party time. Normally I am the heavy. The one who is the "you've got to go to sleep right now" person. Last night, though, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Even with her red rimmed eyes and bright red cheeks. She was just having too much fun. She laid in the crook of my arm and played peek-a-boo with the sheets. Followed by big time giggles. She pointed at my nose about 50 thousand times and said her version of "nose", followed by big time giggles. I was reading my book, which was making me laugh to the point of crying, and there she was, laughing right along side me. Because, yanno, she thought that book was damn funny too. It was a blast!

I finally laid down the law and turned out the light around 10. She took this a sign that now was the time to crawl all over the bed. We had a little talk about it being sleeping time and that she could either sleep here or in her crib. She showed me she wanted to sleep in her crib by continuing to crawl all over me. So, off to bed we went. And she went right to sleep. You know, only two and a half hours after bed time.

I'm crossing my fingers that we get some catch up sleep and a good poop today. But I am glad I got to party with my gal last night.