-She is starting to suck her thumb and I can't make up my mind whether it's a bad thing or not. It's kinda cute and she in no way does it constantly.
-We're getting into this routine of bringing her into bed with us. It's been worse than ever THIS week, 'cause she's been sick. Before then, she'd wake around 6am and then instead of go back and forth between the rooms over the next 2 hours, I'd just bring her in and move my arm when she cries instead of my whole body having to be in motion for minutes. So much better. Before THIS week, where we bring her in at like 4am and suffer the night together, I was LOVING THIS. Which brings me to . . .
-I love her so much in the morning. It's the best part of the day. If I've had a good sleep and I bring her in, we just lay there and stare at each other a bit. I love it. I think she looks the sweetest in the morning. Her cheeks seem extra precious and it's hard to fall asleep 'cause I don't wanna miss it. I just wanna look at her. But we eventually doze off together, which I kinda like too. I just like being "together".
-If she doesn't wake at all and sleeps the whole 8-10 hours I LOVE when she wakes up because I walk in and she is SOOOOOOO excited to see me. Bright eyes, wiggling arms and legs. It is the best feeling and I love it. I also get this when she wakes after her morning nap.
-We're in an awesome routine. She always takes her meals at the same time and she always goes down at 10pm. Her sleep is becoming like clockwork and that makes life easier. Now don't get me wrong, we have our days. I'm not trying to say she's PERFECT. Even though I think she is, she isn't. She's still totally a baby, that comes with a big bag of unpredictability.
-As much as she LOVES to eat pureed fruit, she seems to literally GAG on everything else. I mean, she gags and gags and I'm waiting for the puke to come and it just never does. It makes me feel like she's never going to eat real food. I used to feel horrible when she'd gag, but she's done it so much, now, I don't know. I'm wondering if I should just keep feeding her food 'till she gets over the gagging. I probly won't, but sometimes I wonder if she needs to just get used to food, because I'll feed her ONE bite and she'll gag for MINUTES. MINUTES people! Where I'm pretty sure that food is LONG GONE by now, but she still continues to gag. What is the meaning of this?!? Babies are such a wonder for me sometimes. "I have no idea what I'm doing" is a phrase I've grown really comfortable with saying.
-I keep buying her water bottles, but the only one she can figure out how to suck on is our OWN Camelbaks, which are more expensive, but I think I'm just gonna buy her a little one tomorrow, 'cause I want her to have her own and I'm sick of trying to get her to figure the other ones out.
-We're starting to do sign language and I think it's really fun. I'm pretty sure she understands bottle/milk and I think she even did the sign today! Maybe it was all a coincidence, but she was totally making the sign and I was absolutely amazed, but maybe she wasn't 'cause when I got the bottle, she didn't want it. But she made the motion perfectly and it made me happy.
-Scarlet LOVES it when you clap for her and go, "Yay!" When she's trying to crawl or do something new we do this and she smiles really big.
-She still has to be swaddled really tight to fall asleep and I'm a little concerned about summer time when it will be too hot for swaddling. I guess we'll figure it out when we get there.
-It's official, she can eat her feet now. And it is so cute.
-She is so sweet it makes me think I always want to have a baby around.
-The other night I went to a girlfriends and stayed for 5 hours and I realized later that was the longest we'd ever been apart. The crazy thing is that it's not that we're always in the same house or same room, we're almost always within 5 feet of each other. I'm starting to leave her alone for longer periods of time or leave her in her own room, playing on the floor- but we're basically always together (besides naps). When this comes up in conversation, people's eyes seem to bug out in shock, but it's not like it happens on PURPOSE, it just happens. I never have a reason to be without her. If I'm NOT with her, it's completely on purpose, like "Get me outta here, I need a break!" Otherwise, I don't ever NEED to leave, so I just don't. But this not being apart thing is freaking me out like, "What's gonna happen when I want to go on a vacation? Will she cry 24/7 for the whole week? Will she die without me?" I know that sounds pretty self-absorbed but it's not uncommon for her to get crabby if I'm gone for 2 hours.
-I feel like a Mom. That might sound weird, but there was a long time when everyone I knew and associated with WAS a Mom, but I wasn't. My friends, my sisters, but I was still single and kidless so I observed. Now I feel the way they looked through my eyes. Does that makes sense? I don't know. For the longest time I've BEEN a Mom, but didn't feel the switch, I guess? Now I'm totally in Mom mode. Just a second ago I was looking though old pics and saw one that was the day before I found out I was pregnant with Scarlet and I just thought, "Wow, you were a different person there." I felt like I was so naive. It's silly, I think I was as prepared as anyone can be, I guess it's just one of those things you could explain away forever, but you'll never fully comprehend it until you're there? Anyway, I feel different. That was my point.
-I guess this is turning into a Megan list, now. I've stopped trying to lose weight. This is just the body I'm going to be in now and keeping track of what I'm eating just isn't worth the extra pounds. It was definitely worth it before I got to this point, but it just isn't worth it, beyond this. Plus, I'm sick of everyone looking at my like I'm psychotic if I mention I want to lose weight. Drives me crazy!
-I've realized Greg doesn't stew. Something will happen and I get so enraged I just stew about it in my head for literally hours. Like I will go on and on in my head, thinking I'm going to blog it, but after an hour I say to myself, "I can't blog this, it will really make someone mad." But then after I stew for awhile I feel better. Greg doesn't stew! Do you stew? Things just don't bother him enough to get upset about it! I don't get it! I am so not that way! I'll stew about people thinking it's a horrible thing I want to get back to my old weight, I'll stew about media and plastic surgery and the way women are portrayed and expected to be. I stew about people's political views. I stew when I'm mad at Greg. I stew when I can't control things. I stew, and Greg doesn't. Man, he must be so much more relaxed than me! There are endless blogs that I have written in my mind, during many a stews, that will never be posted.
-I've been eating horribly and therefor, I've been FEELING horribly. I've basically been LIVING off of chocolate chips this week. I mean LIVING. It's been horrible. And I feel horrible. It needs to stop. I have an addiction.
-Sleep has been SUCH a frustrating thing lately. Some nights are great. But when it isn't great, it's just so much worse 'cause Scarlet AND Greg wake me up. It doesn't matter if she sleeps 2-6am 'cause Greg wakes up a 4 am, so either way, I'm losing sleep. It sucks.
-I always watch tv when I feed Scarlet a bottle and it makes me worried I'm teaching her bad habits of having to have the tv on when she eats. Which is completely me. I eat all my meals in front of the computer.
-I brought 3 diapers to church today- you'd think I'd be safe, right? She used all three during sacrament meeting.
-FINALLY found a cute diaper bag. It took 7 months. I'm thrilled.
Ok, time for bed. Good night!!!
5 comments:
I totally stew and Ben does not. He sounds a lot like Greg in that way. He just doesn't get mad or really stressed about anything. It's nice but also frustrating sometimes.
I like always having a baby around too! 3 kids is totally stressing me out but I know that I am going to have a couple more. I just am not going to be done with having my little babes in my arms anytime soon. They are the sweetest most precious little things. My mom was like this and look what happen to her. She was/is addicted to babies! I'm not saying I want twelve kids but you know what I mean.
I miss having babies on schedules. My other two were great but Jett has no chance. I have to run around all of the time and take Jackson to and from school which surprisingly isn't the same everyday. So bedtime is the same everyday but naps get totally screwed up. Sucky.
Sorry I am just rambling on about my own life. Anyways I liked your post. I write blogs in me head too that will never be posted. :)
I loved all the details about Scarlet. She is so cute. It sounds so cute how she gets excited to see you when she wakes up, how she is starting to suck her thumb and how she loves you so much. I know she does.
I stew a lot! I do. It's really sad and I am getting better, but I still can't keep calm when I'm mad. And sometimes when I'm mad at someone and I choose not to yell at them I almost regret not taking the opportunity to yell at them, which is totally wrong, but it's true. I stew and yell, but I always regret getting mad after wards.
It is so funny what you say about writing blogs in your head that will never be posted. I totally do that, too! I also do it with journal writing. I write things out and then never write them because I had to do this and this when I really had plenty of time to do it. I need to start being more regular about things. I need to start doing things when I think about doing them instead of saying, "Oh! I need to do that today." No. I need to do that now. So what I do all the time.
Anyway, I loved your post. Love you! :)
I love you
Maybe it's a girl thing because I stew way more than Steve. It just seems like it's easier for guys to let things go faster. Not fair.
Okay, so is it still cool if I come and stay with you next Thursday? I think my flight gets in around 4. I keep meaning to call you but I just don't because I'm lazy. Let me know if that's okay and i'll buy my ticket.
Babies are so addicting, and they grow way too fast. It's especially easy to want more when you have a good one. After Carly I wanted a thousand more just like her! After Easton...not so much.
I can't believe I didn't comment on this. I think I wasn't feeling good and got distracted or had to go lay down. I totally read this whole blog. First I think it is so wonderful how much you love Scarlet and that you are basking in every minute, because you are right she is growing up and these moments will be gone forever. You get to have more babies and that is great, and you will love them just as much, but you won't have all the time you have right now. So keep soaking it up, life will still go on if you don't do everything you "need" to do. Chocolate, a plague. If affects our sleep also. She'll eat pieces of food when she is ready. Lizzie wouldn't even eat pureed food until I weaned her at 13 months. I'm proud of you for accepting your body!! I love being a mom, I am glad you do too! love you!!
That was fun. Ok- Um, I'm wondering how on earth it has taken you this long to realize that you stew and Greg doesn't? That's kind of why you are made for eachother?????? How did you not know this? Loved all your stories, precisou scarlet stories. The reason people look at your crazy when you say you want to loose weight is because you loook great! And you are skinny, look around at the rest of the world! But I understand if you want to be exactly the way you were before. I haven't been through that yet, I'll prob understand when I'm there. Chocolate chips- ha, I'm so glad I never inherited that, i think semi sweet choc chips are gross, I only like them in treats. But plain, euw. Ofcourse I Love MILK choclate chips, but semi? gross. So glad I didn't inherit that one. love you-
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