A day (or two or three) in the life of...

It was a nice chill weekend on our end. We had zero plans going into the weekend and it was so relaxing! There are usually a handful of plans for weekends and not enough time to just be.  On Friday, Izzy had a stomach bug go through her like a fierce and quick hurricane. She had been eating less on Thursday but I assumed it was just a teething phase. Friday morning, we were about to leave the house when she baptized me (not too unlike The Exorcist possession scene, minus the spinning head) with 7 oz of regurgitated formula. In case you were wondering, it was quite nasty. I was stunned and reached for a paper towel and realized how silly that was. I looked down at our clothes which were absolutely soaked and realized Skeeter was lapping up the remnants on the floor. yums... So, off to change us both. Then rinse puke out of my hair. I didn't have time for another shower so, yeah, not the best decision in retrospect. Once she blew chunks, she was flapping her arms around like 'wha...

I don't smile nearly this much when I catch my reflection but apparently it's normal behavior to babies. So vain. :)  The mirror is currently a free babysitter for Izzy in the mornings when I'm getting ready. I'll prop her up in front of the mirror and she'll have a blast talking and playing with the sweet, smiling, gorgeous little girl in the mirror.  It's so awesome.  She was completely consumed with her new best friend on Friday morning and then Skeeter came and wanted to get in on the fun.  She was skeptical of her furry friend at first, but then Skeeter turned and left and next thing I know, Izzy's right on her tail. 'What up, Dog?' 'Peace out Mommy! Skeeter and I are out!' Then we have the constant back and forth between our two girls, over their toys. Skeeter wants Izzy's rubber ducky and Izzy wants Skeeter's bone. Obviously, we're more concerned about the bone coveting that's happening. We try to just keep telling ...

Izzy shows us her ability to profusely say no to whatever she wants. because she can. I forgot to mention that in her developmental milestones in the previous post. She's all about shaking her head no. And she says 'birthday' to Grandma! Really! Ok, maybe it was more like buuurhbaaah but she meant HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Goodness, 2112 has been such a cocktail of emotions and growth and it's only the 17th of Jan! WTH? Izzy's sleep cycles have been all kinds of off kilter. She had a good routine in place before and napped pretty decent for the most part but now we're back and forth on it. Ever since she figured out how to sit up on her own, she feels like laying down is for sucka's. ((shrugs)) So, once we try to get her to her crib to nap and lay her down, she screeches and sits up like "whoa, whoa, whoa, I did not sign up for a noon-1 nap slot so maybe try that on the other baby.". Cue to us being stunned at this new protest. Uh, I forget that she's this ever-developing human being and that routines are garbage once they're established. So, yeah, my nerves have been all awry and I'm having a very hard time just letting her 'cry it out' sometimes. As soon as it's above just a fuss, I now just crumble on the other side of her door and try to just stay str...

This week started off on a rough note. We were all discombobulated and Izzy was no exception. Her sleep was all jacked up (waking up at 4 one morning, then 3 the next, then 2 the next, then 12:30!) which was very odd for her since before the holidays, she was waking up at 5:30-7ish after falling asleep between 7-7:30pm. The holidays were just so exciting and she got to hang out with family and this was such a whole new world to her compared to her day to day routine. I believe her thought process went something like this 'now that my day to day is totally changing up, my nighttime should too! Sleep is stoopid!'. It took a few *very* rough nights of sleep training with her to finally get things back to normal. We tried the gradual 'checking in' in increments method after putting her down to sleep and her wailing and that just pissed her off to no end. When she got pissed, she paced in her crib (crawling, belly off mattress and all - this is important to note because she ...

So 2012 didn't start on the best note for us. Between crankiness on all parts and underlying stressors, it just was not optimal. That being said, we're committed to change and a fresh start to 2012.  No more stale talk of change and ending up running in place. I loathe when people complain about something and don't do anything about it, then just keep repeatedly complaining, so our family is going to do something about what we want to change. Personal growth, compassion, patience, communication, moving out of our comfort zones to be better for ourselves and each other. All that is on the list. There's a lot that needs to happen in 2012 and it's going to take effort and commitment and it's going to be uncomfortable at times but it's going to be worth it and it's going to bring us a balance that's so very needed. My first resolution is a somewhat easy one (or one would think), to shower daily. I've been in the worst rut and get so bummed when I l...