I've managed to survive my first two days.
We're trying the No-Cry Sleep Solution. There's definitely been crying and it's not so much a solution as it is . . . a complete restructuring of our regular schedule. It's nice, don't get me wrong--it's just hard to think that from here on out it's a bath at 7:30 or 8:00 and bed shortly thereafter for her. Which is all well and good except that it means we have to eat dinner at 6:00! All of that to say we're finally getting her on a schedule. It was weird at first because we've been operating on a very fluid schedule where she'll let us know if she's hungry or sleepy and we'll accommodate.
As such, she seems to be taking to it well. She wakes us up about 7:30 or 8:00 am and we shuffle around the house--coffee, breakfast for the dog, etc. Laura leaves for school and Amelia and I have breakfast. We take Porter for a walk around the neighborhood, where inevitably some folksy passerby will comment on my having my hands full. Today we got a little rained on which I should just resign myself to being a regular occurrence for the next 7 months or so. She naps; I read (a book without pictures). Then we hang out, sing songs and read stories for the afternoon.
I love getting to watch her grow and actually see her mind develop. More and more she's understanding the pictures in her books, and hopefully catching on to the sign language we're trying. I toss in Spanish when I can. I don't think we're reading to her as much as we should be. A lot of the books we have are from when her mommy was a girl and they're cute don't get me wrong, but it's hard to read her a story called "I Belong in the Zoo" where the protagonist eventually finds his home in a circus. (That's the worst, but some aren't much better.) I've been reading Matilda by Roald Dahl which I remember enjoying but I forgot how hateful her parents are. They call everyone stupid and just use really hateful language. I know it's just a story and I know she's just a baby, but it's difficult to read a story with so much malice to this sweet face.
Lately I've been reading The Monster at the End of this Book starring lovable, furry Grover. She loves the drawings. I put her in the crib and read to her and she would just giggle each time I would show her the pictures. So cute.
We're trying the No-Cry Sleep Solution. There's definitely been crying and it's not so much a solution as it is . . . a complete restructuring of our regular schedule. It's nice, don't get me wrong--it's just hard to think that from here on out it's a bath at 7:30 or 8:00 and bed shortly thereafter for her. Which is all well and good except that it means we have to eat dinner at 6:00! All of that to say we're finally getting her on a schedule. It was weird at first because we've been operating on a very fluid schedule where she'll let us know if she's hungry or sleepy and we'll accommodate.
As such, she seems to be taking to it well. She wakes us up about 7:30 or 8:00 am and we shuffle around the house--coffee, breakfast for the dog, etc. Laura leaves for school and Amelia and I have breakfast. We take Porter for a walk around the neighborhood, where inevitably some folksy passerby will comment on my having my hands full. Today we got a little rained on which I should just resign myself to being a regular occurrence for the next 7 months or so. She naps; I read (a book without pictures). Then we hang out, sing songs and read stories for the afternoon.
I love getting to watch her grow and actually see her mind develop. More and more she's understanding the pictures in her books, and hopefully catching on to the sign language we're trying. I toss in Spanish when I can. I don't think we're reading to her as much as we should be. A lot of the books we have are from when her mommy was a girl and they're cute don't get me wrong, but it's hard to read her a story called "I Belong in the Zoo" where the protagonist eventually finds his home in a circus. (That's the worst, but some aren't much better.) I've been reading Matilda by Roald Dahl which I remember enjoying but I forgot how hateful her parents are. They call everyone stupid and just use really hateful language. I know it's just a story and I know she's just a baby, but it's difficult to read a story with so much malice to this sweet face.
Lately I've been reading The Monster at the End of this Book starring lovable, furry Grover. She loves the drawings. I put her in the crib and read to her and she would just giggle each time I would show her the pictures. So cute.
