7 hours and counting....

It's 6:30am, outside my window the snow is falling fast and furious and the world has a beautiful surreal tone to it. And other than the buzz of the baby monitor, I hear silence. Why am I up at 6:30 and writing about silence and snow?

Because my darling daughter has not cried out for me since 11:30pm last night. Actually, technically, she hasn't cried out since 8:30pm--she hasn't eaten since 11:30pm.

For the last few months, Blueberry has mainly slept with us (she would start out in her crib) because she's been eating so frequently, it was exhausting to try to get up and feed her. This past week or so, I've felt like we needed to start to work slowly on transitioning her to her crib all night, as it seemed that she was beginning to wake up at night because I was there not because she needed to eat. In fact, I had a suspicion that she was waking up sometimes because she couldn't get comfortable enough sleeping with me (we only have a queen size bed, so in the space department, it's very cozy. Just one more example of her being her father's daughter--must have space in bed!).

So the last few nights I've been working on getting Blueberry to bed at a good hour (a continual work in progress as it has been since she was born as she is still a reluctant to bed baby), feeding her if she wakes up and wants to eat (so last night at 8:30ish she ate), dream feeding her before I go to bed (i.e. going in and feeding her even though she's not awake or crying for food--saves me a "get up and feed me" cry), and then getting back up again in the night to feed her, and if she woke up more than once, bring her to bed with me then just so I don't lose too much sleep.

I guess 12lbs-ish (not sure on her precise weight right now, but I do know she's grown again and put on a little bit more weight, so I'm guessing she's got to be right around that 12 pound mark) really is the magic number as after her dream feed at 11:30pm, she's been asleep. I heard her wake up once around 1:30am (normally wake up time), but she didn't cry, just muttered a bit to herself. I didn't get up but waited to see if she'd do anything more substantial. Woke up myself about 30 minutes later realizing that I hadn't heard any more from her.

I woke up at 4:30am and have been fitfully sleeping since then waiting for her to wake up hungry because, well, let's just say physically I've been a bit uncomfortable because I'm used to her eating all night!

At 6:30, I finally decided to just get up for the day myself as I really wasn't sleeping (apparently Mummy needs to relearn how to sleep all night!).

So weird. Happy! But weird.

Daybook--January 19

Outside my window...the clouds are gray and crabby. As I've listened to the radio throughout the day, the snow predictions keep getting worse and worse. It was 1-3 inches this morning, by later morning they were saying 2-4, and this afternoon I heard 3-6!

I am thinking...it is ridiculous that I can't find an affordable pair of yoga pants in petite length. So I now have two pairs to hem. Yay me.

I am thankful for...my husband who so sweetly took his holiday Monday and gave me a break. Got up early with Blueberry and let me sleep in, went grocery shopping for some necessities. Such a wonderful man.

From the learning rooms...[or in our case--the learning brain]...comes a resurgence of rolling over. Toes, while still fascinating, have become a little less absorbing, and so rolling over is becoming more interesting again. Just tummy to back though. Not seen any signs of rolling over the other way. That and practicing sitting on her own. She can do it for a little bit before she topples over.

From the kitchen...comes the smell of bone-broth from the slow cooker. And some turkey meat that needs turning into something for dinner. Not sure what yet. Really need to work on my menus.

I am wearing...a white nursing shirt (thank you Motherwear) and a pair of comfy jeans. One rather messy hairstyle (it was neater earlier, but taking my hat on and off destroyed my hair for the day, and I've given up and dumped it into a clip).

I am creating...a mental list (to be translated into physical list at some point here) of all the things that I would do if I were only superwoman and could do a million things every day.

I am going...nowhere the rest of the day. Went to the airport to buy plane tickets to Arizona. Yay!

I am reading.. . The Evolution of Calpurnia Tate by Jacqueline Kelly. Won a Newberry honor in 2009. Cute--reminds me of Caddy Woodlawn a little bit (although, I will admit to it being quite a few years since I read that book!).

I am hoping...to learn how to do digital scrap booking. Have a few links to start me out on, just need to some more reading/studying. We'll see how this goes.

I am hearing...the soft buzz of the baby monitor, the puppies barking to be let in, and Sinatra crooning at me.

Around the house...I feel like I'm taking one step forward and two steps back. Get one thing accomplished, oh look--five new things need doing. Am working very hard on getting into a better rhythm (surprisingly difficult at times).

One of my favorite things...warmth inside when it's bitter outside.

A few plans for the rest of the week: buy another set of plane tickets, continue working on passports, get some writing done, bake some GF bread, and work on menus.

Here is picture (or more) for thought I am sharing...

Charlotte's First Snow Day


All Bundled Up...


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Daybook - January 10, 2011

Outside my window...snow is falling, as it has all day. Can't wait to wake up tomorrow morning and see the end amount!

I am thinking...that I need to make a definite effort to see some mommy friends of mine whom I haven't seen in awhile. I'm home now--must take advantage of it!

I am thankful for...unexpected opportunities. I've had two different potential editing/writing jobs pop into my life completely randomly today. I'm excited to see if both/either pan out. Has required me to do some digging into old academic papers and personal writing for writing samples.

From the learning rooms...[or in our case--the learning brain]...comes another tooth! OK, OK, so she didn't learn it, just grew it. But still. She had a fussy night last night. Couldn't figure out what was going on, and lo and behold, she bit me again today. Upon further inspection, I discovered that she was just practicing with her latest tooth. That's two now! Only 22(?) more to go.

From the kitchen...comes a working microwave!

I am wearing...a very blue, very comfy, very warm outfit. Ah....nothing like a snowy day for comfort!

I am creating...some brainstormed ideas on some creative writing I want to do. Digging through my old stuff has inspired me!

I am going...to bed. Very shortly. As soon as I finish writing this.

I am reading.. . back issues of Mothering magazine (thank you Almamater). Really enjoying them. Oh, and my latest Living Without magazine. Interesting article on corn.

I am hoping...for something great to happen. Can't give particulars on what. But I'm still hoping it nonetheless.

I am hearing...silence. Blessed silence. Never mind. The heat just kicked on. Now I'm hearing heat blowing through the vents.

Around the house...I feel accomplished. I've been managing to get stuff crossed off my list, and it's giving me hope for the future!

One of my favorite things...is watching my husband and daughter play together; they're just both so cute!

A few plans for the rest of the week: keep working on my "to do" list; introduce Blueberry to snow (probably from a window!); buy plane tickets...

Here is picture (or more) for thought I am sharing...


I know this is my picture from my profile, but I just had to comment on it. Every time I look at this picture, the bits and pieces of Blueberry that are so mine just stand out so much that it kind of baffles my mind. In so many ways, she is her father's daughter. But I look at a picture like this, and I realize how much of me is in there as well. Frightening. That adorable creature grew in me. Still can't quite grasp it, and I lived it!

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