Moving... sigh

Moving with an infant is... for lack of a better word, frustrating. Although, no where near as frustrating as having to move when you are 9 months pregnant and bigger than a house. I'm able to somewhat pack, but that's only really when the baby is sleeping because she thinks it is her mission in life to pull everything she can get her little hands on out of the box I just put them in. Then, as much as I want to help my husband move everything, I'm on baby patrol. Gotta make sure she isn't underfoot while boxes and furniture is being moved and carried. On the other hand, moving to a new apartment complex is exciting. It's a better atmosphere and a better management company.

Fevers and Babies

Ah, sickness... my nemesis. I, up until this last year, usually managed to catch a cold EVERY time one was going around, plus an extra one for good measure. Last year was a banner year in which I think I had one maybe two colds (cue happy dance!!!). Now this weekend was terrible. It started off with me dealing with a miserable migraine all afternoon/early evening on Friday, then Saturday was a lazy-ish day of apartment hunting and dealing with an ear ache. Then Sunday rolls around and Minion baby is burning up, of course since we had a rough night I thought at fist that she was just warm from crawling around everywhere and being really silly. But then I decided to check her temperature after she went down for a nap super easily, and low and behold she's sick too. BLAH. And she woke up and just wanted to cuddle and not be put down for any reason. But after sleeping all day today her fever is down and she's seemingly much better.... maybe it was teething and not a cold.... who knows? she won't let me check.

Two Steps Forward... One Step Back

So we got through two nights of our dear little minion sleeping through her 2AM feeding and getting 4 glorious hours of uninterrupted sleep. Then we got hit by dear sweet minion cutting yet another tooth! sigh. The tooth count is now at seven. So now we are just hoping that we can keep her sleeping through her 2AM feeding until this tooth breaks all the way through, before we try eliminating her 4AM feeding. It would be too cruel to try to do it now while she's already struggling with her tooth. In the meantime, I'm quite thankful for the two nights of good sleep!!!3

The Minion Hates Bottles.... sigh

So it seems that my hopes of trying to get a little bit more sleep at night just blew up in my face.
We decided that we would start giving her some formula at night so I could possibly start switching off with my hubby and get a bit more sleep. But as luck would have it, my daughter decided that bottles are for losers apparently, and only the cool babies don't drink from bottles. * sigh * So that plan is out the window. And of course now we have to address the issue of her not needing to be fed at night. She's old enough to go without, not only my pediatrician says so, but many other moms whom I've asked advice about it agree. So that's the new plan, we started to eliminate night time feeds last night.... it was not received well. She threw a fit for an hour before passing out. But we are going to go with one feed at a time at night so as to get some sleep. I've got my fingers crossed on this one... hopefully tonight will only be 45 min. of crying and fit throwing.

Teething... How I Loathe Thee

Teething....

The bane of my sleeping life. My precious minion is working on cutting her two front teeth right now... and has been for about a week and a half now. Which means I have not been sleeping well at all. Poor thing wakes up anywhere from every 30 min. to every hour to comfort nurse herself back to sleep because she woke up in pain. My heroes right now are infant tylenol and Hyland's teething gel. At least she can sleep.
She's just woke up, so I've got to go.

WHAT?! Already?!

So, as of last week, my daughter, that adorable cupcake of cuteness, has been CRAWLING. Yep, she's only 6 months old, but she decided she needed to be mobile. I have to admit though, it's pretty entertaining watching her creep around our apartment. We haven't completely babyproofed yet. So I'm never more than an arm's reach away from her. She is just starting to let me not be right next to her so I can get things done now that she can move around on her own. She crawls a bit, turns around and looks at me and gives me the cutest grin ever. It more than makes up for when she flips out on me for trying to go to the bathroom and not holding her. Sometimes I feel slightly overwhelmed that she's already this old and getting so big, but it's more exciting than anything. So bring on the babyproofing materials! :)

No Sick Days for Mommy

I woke up with a sore throat this morning. All I want to do is sleep. Too bad the hubby works and the Minion can't help herself. So I'm sitting here trying to relax and not be cranky, because really her neediness isn't her fault. So I just need to chill and smile and snuggle my Minion. And hopefully, she'll have a really good day of non-cranky-ness and no teething pain since tooth number two is working it's way out. Oh, and my hubby was so kind this morning at 5:30 when I woke up in utter pain and asked for a cup of tea. He got it for me and didn't complain and told me to try to rest. Which is pretty good for waking up out of a deep sleep for him. :) I love him. And I love my Minion, she's currently cooing next to me.