Laziest nighttime mommy ever

I swear I am sooo lazy when it comes to nighttime with my baby. I cuddle up and refuse to move until dawn. Well, except for waking up and nursing about twenty times per night. I keep trying to get motivated to do EC at night, but since I can't even seem to change her diaper, I'm just not sure that it will ever work out. Yes, that's right. I admit it, I don't change my daughter's diaper at night. The Seventh Generation diapers are so absorbent they rarely leak, so I've gotten extra lazy and just leave it on till morning. I do have to admit, however, that when I changed her some time in the wee hours of dark last night, she definitely seemed to thrash around less, which allowed me to get better sleep...so yes, in the long run getting up and putting my daughter on the potty would probably result in my getting more sleep. But trying to find the motivation to actually get up in the middle of the night? Well, let's just say that I'm going to have to grow a much larger spine or find a surplus of will-power somewhere.

Babble

While there's a part of me that can't wait for Coral Lynn to start talking, there's also a big part of me that's going to really miss her sweet babbling. I find it inordinately adorable when she oodle-ooo's at the remote control or her wooden spoon. The high-pitched screeching, which has mostly abated (thank god,) is not so cute, but it usually means she's unhappy with something. This is a situation where words would come in handy, instead of us wincing and throwing random toys toward the crystal-shattering noise in the hopes that something will distract her and she'll cease shrieking.

I'll also miss the put-the-toy-on-the-ground-and-attack-it with-your-face move that she's so fond of. It truly makes sense, you know? I mean, your arms get tired of holding something, and the ground is so conveniently steady, why not just set the item in question down and rest your face on it? I imagine this technique doesn't work so well for soup, but should be fine for anything else you want to put in your mouth.

Her latest "I'm so cute you could just die" trick is to cant her head to the side and snuggle her face into your neck or chest. Between that, reaching out for us to pick her up, and the grabbing my face and pulling it toward her for what I believe is a "kiss" (ie, open mouthed sliming with a smile), she's the most adorable thing in the world.

Except for right now. You know that shriek I mentioned? Yeah, well, I guess it may not be on its way out as much as I'd hoped.....

Mondays

What is it with this town and Mondays? If a restaurant is closed, it's bound to be on Monday. Same goes for stores and even the bank. And now the Redway post office is following suit. I was soooo happy when I read that there were new hours...open till 8pm! At last I would be able to pick up my mail whenever I'm in town! Except yesterday when I grabbed the door only to find it locked. Because the doors get locked at, get this, 4:45pm on Monday. I know Mondays suck, but come on! The only exception to the rule is the dump, which is open its normal hours on Monday. Go figure.

Ameliorate

Well, I've decided to join the ranks of bloggers out there, once again. I'm realizing that my baby is growing up so fast that if I don't keep track of the silly milestones somewhere I'm bound to forget them. And by silly milestones, I mean those things that only parents are impressed by. Such as: Today Coral Lynn picked up the baby wipe box! She's been able to move it around for a while, but this is the first time I've seen her actually heft the whole cumbersome thing up into her lap! (See what I mean by silly?) Also, my life needs recording, and journaling by hand has never been something I've been very good at. I must have at least a dozen diaries from my life, each of which has, at most, ten pages filled out.

Which brings us around to ameliorate. Ameliorate: To make better; To improve upon. My decided word and theme for 2011. I've given up on resolutions, which just seem to be ideas bound to be lost and forgotten before the month is out, and stolen from a friend of a friend the "word for the year," theory. This year I will ameliorate, starting with my journaling process. Using the computer seems to have worked in the past, so I've great faith it will again. Back in the days when I lived in Santa Barbara I loved LJ and used it all the time. In fact, I've thought about resuscitating my LJ, but have decided that this new chapter in my life needs a new blog.

The small naked thing on my floor is beginning to demand attention, so I guess it's time to sign off for now.

Oh! She just put a ring back on the wooden-ring-pyramid! Silly milestone #2 for the day!