Emily is going through another one of her phases. I just can't wrap my mind around how someone so little can be so stubborn. And I'm also perplexed as to from whom she has inherited that personality trait. :) Just kidding. Her mother can be one of the most stubborn people on the planet, I'm convinced. We had a rough Monday and Tuesday because the little angel refused to take a nap. By night time, she was ready for bed around 6. Of course, we couldn't let her go to bed then so it resulted in a couple hours of screaming before bed normally around 7:45. Sunday night and Monday night, she woke up sometime super early in the morning when absolutely nobody should be awake and refused to go back to sleep. If I put her in bed with me, she would sleep for hours. Same goes for naptime. I am well aware that that is a bad habit. I was an everyday participant in the co-sleeping habit for a few months while we were breastfeeding every two hours. I broke that habit and most of me is glad about that. Of course, who wouldn't want the most precious baby in the world cuddled up right next to them? Even better, I got to take a nap too! Take one for the team, you know. One more plus to that... she wakes up rested because she'll actually sleep without crying for two hours first. However, I firmly believe that she rests better in her own bed and I know for a fact that I rest better in my bed alone. So, last night we put her down around 7:45 and she slept until 8:30 this morning. Talk about a long sleep! I knew she was tired, though. After 3 days of no naps and rough nights, I'm pretty tired myself. It is so nice to wake up before her in the mornings. I think i'll make a habit of that. I think that alone time...just me...is valuable and I should make a point to have it every day. I need that time to be with God. The days get so busy and packed with things, then the nights come and its time with my husband. Then it's bedtime and I read a couple chapters in Beth Moore's latest masterpiece "So Long Insecurity", a devotion, some Bible verses, a prayer, and then i'm fast asleep. That's just not enough time for me. I want something deeper. Something more. Something divine. My new goal: To wake up before Emily every morning, have my wonderful cup of coffee, grab the Holy Bible, and dig in. This is bound to do a body good.
J gets a four day weekend. So that makes today Friday. I get to go grocery shopping today after Emily's first nap--if she takes one. It's my first routine grocery shopping trip since we've lived here and I became a housewife. I loooove grocery shopping. I'm not sure why, but I just love picking out individual ingredients and being creative in my mind with how I can put them together to create something delicious. I love picking out things that I know will make Jonathan so happy. Something as small as a few containers of easy-mac can bring a huge smile to his sweet face. I love that smile. I think I fall in love with it more every day.
Yesterday, I was cooking dinner and J and I had one of those times where you laugh so hard your whole face hurts. We laughed for about 15 minutes straight. It stopped with us holding our cheeks in close together because they hurt so bad. Now that's refreshing.
I love those kind of laughs. Blake and I had one like that last week. It reminds you that you are still young and in love. I'm happy you found that. :)
ReplyDeleteI've thought about it being a lot simpler/easier to have our baby sleep with me/us the first few weeks while she's needing to eat so often, but have wondered about the safety of it. How did you go about doing it and making sure she didn't suffocate or you didn't roll over onto her?
ReplyDeleteHonestly, I can't imagine someone suffocating their baby. I was so aware of her and her every move and breath. I didn't get much sleep that way and honestly don't recommend starting that habit. It's very very difficult to break for you and the baby. It is convenient, though.
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