So, it is official...starting this weekend at least...it is Spring. My car told me it was 88 degrees yesterday. :-( Blehhhhh, that is not spring, that is summer. I wish Texas would get with the seasonal program! I would love to escape to the mountains now, but no can do.
We have so much to prepare for.
We are house hunting now. We have a meeting with a realtor on Saturday. I am really excited to start the process, and yet very cautious and a bit overwhelmed. I am better than I was a few days ago though...I was a ball of stress. I had to deal with numerous issues: our tax return was "rejected," our problems with the insurance company and our pediatrician popped up again, Hub couldn't get an answer on his new salary; and that is not including household stressers like Phoebe and her potty-training saga and LEL with her refusal on rolling and tummy time. It probably didn't help that I was losing sleep left and right. Thanks daylight savings time. Since then, we have ironed out the tax return and the insurance. Still no answer on the salary issue though. :-(
Now on to LEL: Why does she hate tummy time? I feel I have tried it all. I guess she will do it on her own time, but she is almost 4 months old and she still shows 0 interest! Not to mention she is still no where near sleeping through the night. Maybe I had high expectations, but I was hoping for a little more progress at this point. She is still not in her crib because of her frequent nighttime feedings and restless fits. She will have to move to her room soon though...she is outgrowing her cradle and likes to throw her legs over the side so they dangle out in the room. This is of course, after she has demanded to kick off all her covers and spit out her pacifier or "paci" about 2 dozen times. *sigh* Because of these actions, I have started calling her "buga bear"...because she is bugging the life out of me! ;-)
Life hasn't been all bad of course, I have seen some friends, had some quality family time, and have been enjoying exercising my photography muscles. Still no word on the "good" camera yet. I hope it is fixed soon! I am itching to use it so badly!
As I type, the annoying apartment lawn crew is using their LOUD leaf-blowers against my windows and front door. This scares Lorelai, concerns Phoebe, and serves no purpose besides blowing away my doormat which I will have to fix in front of the door again later. I hate them. I have really begun hating most things about apartment life lately. Maybe it is because being a homeowner is in the near future (fingers crossed) or maybe it is because I have been dealing with their nonsense for over a year, but I am so anxious to get outta here! I hate having my mail 2 blocks away, I hate that I have to leash up Phobes and stand out with her and LEL outside only to have her A) not go potty or B) go potty, but then walk all over picking it up (ick) and disposing it so we don't get fined $50! I hate that our trash pick up system is so picky and if we fudge on the rules at all we get fined, yep, $50 again. I hate that our upstairs neighbors somehow turn into elephants during certain times of day and seriously sound like they may crash through the ceiling. I hate that we have to pay so much for 1 covered parking spot that recently seems to constantly be littered with cigarette boxes and lighters thanks to some obnoxious neighbor. There are more annoyances but I will stop my rant here. You get my point...I want to leave.
Speaking of which, LEL has had enough playtime and is asking ever so loudly to be picked up. Until next time...
M LEWIS
Although the "experts" say babies are supposed to sleep through the night, my experience tells me they're wrong. Neither I nor any of my friends have ever had our babies sleep through the night until MUCH later. You could let her cry herself to sleep, but my experience with that is misery and more misery. It will get better, though, just when you're about to give up (the sleeping longer, not the crying herself back to sleep)!
ReplyDeleteI agree with Katie. Self-soothing (aka, screaming themselves to sleep) won't work until LEL is older and has the capacity to realize that just because you left the room doesn't mean you have disappeared permanently. Tummy time is rough. Both of my kids hated it, especially Layla who flat-out refused to do it for more than 30 seconds at a time. I used to lay down on my stomach right next to her, which helped a little. Don't worry about it too much. Every baby is different and they all cross their milestones in their own time. "Experts" who put a specific age on when a baby should do something should be rounded up and shipped off to a remote island somewhere where they can't freak moms out anymore! :)
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