Feelin yummy head to toe

Night #3, after three minutes of crying there is silence, "I rock" I think to myself. I open her door, she is sitting up, she proceeds to scream. After five minutes she is passed out, does not wake up until morning.

That is all I have to say about that.

Ferber this

Night #2, a wonderful success. I realize that by putting this out into the conscious world I am jinxing myself and tonight is going to be hellacious but in the meantime I am glowing.

Put her down for bed at 7:45 pm when she was starting to be a real crank. She cried for 15 minutes, puttered out, cried, I went in told her I loved her, patted her back and walked out. She passed out cold.

She did wake up a couple times, even did a half assed whimper but then put herself right back to sleep.

If I hadn't been waiting for her to cry with my supersonic mommy hearing I think I could have slept through the whole night. I had to practically wake her up at 7 am.

I'm a loser baby

It's a sham...all of it....

In the battle of baby vs. parent aren't I supposed to be the victor since I am the "adult"??

Ha, ha, ha, muahahahaha.

So the muffin aka demon baby has taken to not sleeping during the evening hours. Goes down to bed at around 9 ish, up and 12 ish awake for a couple hours between 3-5 ish. This has led to a very crankyish family dynamic consisting of grunting and evil stare downs.

So yesterday I finally decided to crack down and let her cry.

Let me give you some background:
-my husband has called me a weenie for not being more hard lined when it comes to our daughters eating and sleeping.
-the baby sleeps in a room right next to my brother with a thin wall separating the two.
-up until this point I have cared that my brother be well rested for his schooling etc.

So um yeah, she cried....a lot.

My husband after five minutes (literally, I had a timer) jumped out of bed yelling about how could I let her cry for an hour. I was so delusional it actually made me laugh.
My brother was late for school and I barely know my name.
According to the doctor this should last another four days. I am going to pack on an additional two days due to stubborn DNA.

I will let you know how it goes.

Takeaways:

-it is fun to play chicken with your spouse seeing who gets up first to assist the crier.
-I can't feel my eye lids.
-she is still the best muffin in the world even if I wish she had a mute button some times.
-if someone makes a suggestion that letting her cry it out is evil I WILL take you out....and your little dog too.
-this adventure has been pediatrician sponsored and approved.
-I am a fool for thinking that I was tired when I was younger, single and childless.

Have a drink for me and send all those sleepy, good girl vibes towards my little muffin.

A toast to the thought of posting something besides how I am tired and cranky.

Jackson it

Apparently I am behind the times.
Apparently black leather gloves are a must have spring accessory for driving.
Apparently it is not a fashion blunder reserved exclusively for the elderly.
Apparently I need a nap.

Blah

We are back, the flight back was so much better. I think the baby could feel that one peep and her mom was going to fall to pieces.

It was nice to see people that I have missed and to introduce them to the baby but we took on too much.

I cant remember if I mentioned this but one of the goals of this trip is to start the process of selling the NY apartment. We also went into the city to sell some jewelry for my parents.

All of the above items are laden with memories and nostalgia and things that I thought I would never have to part with. The costs far outweigh the benefits and rationally everything that we did makes sense. Emotionally it was very taxing.

Emotionally taxing + walking my ass off + baby + husband + my mother + meeting 30 people + walking some more= cranky, cracked out, grumpy wife/mother/worker bee.

So the past couple days have been completely unproductive on all fronts. I have even digressed and have begun drinking regular coffee to try to keep the energy up (just one cup in the morning)(it does not seem to be effecting the baby).

We did do a lot of fun stuff complete with documentation in pictures. Maybe for mother's day I will have some dedicated time to upload those beauties. Mhmmm, start holding your breath.........now.

The eagle has landed

We are here having a great time in the city.

The muffin....was totally evil on the plane. Six babies on the plane, mine was the one screaming. I am crack headed but it is so fun to be back where it all started (my baby was made in NY, FYI, yes, maybe too much information, just maybe).

Anyway, we saw the Martha Stewart show today, I don't know how I feel about that yet but we got free stuff. I love free stuff. We have walked all over the city so that I can no longer feel my toes. Now we are wrapping up our evening with drinks at a friends house (what up BRBS!!) Baby is at the apartment with the grandma (it is so strange how I feel guilty for drinking now, so much so that I am explaining it to you my reading public).

Yes I know I am abusing the following symbols: ..... and the (), whatever......(I should not be allowed on the internet when I am slightly intoxicated......)

Night, night, enjoy your evenings and I will be back with supper dooper cute pics at some point, in the near future. Maybe.

Pack this

I have nothing to say except that I am going to be on a plane with a seven month old in less than a day. Yes, I know, I have already complained about this but until I am back in a week I will be anxious.

For those of you who cant wait:




and....




Soon to be blowing kisses from NY!

P.S. Yes I did crop myself out of the first pic....I looked like a demon and my glasses were on the tip of my nose like a granny. Not how I want to be depicted in internet land.

P.P.S. Did I mention that my husband says he likes R. Kelly's song "I'm a flirt"?!?! Something else to be concerned about :)