I am so flipping tired.
And my back hurts.
Parenthood has a lot of perks, but good, solid sleep is not one of them.
Yesterday was an interesting day. Julian was nice enough to sleep until 6am Sunday morning. My wondermous honey got up with Julian and let me sleep until a luxurious 7am!!. Seth went to shul at 8 and then to his Sunday morning shiur while I stayed home with Julian. I was a little grumpy because I think my body REALLY wanted to sleep until noon. Guess it's time to start being a grownup and give up my occasional bout of sleeping all day. Sigh. But we were fine and had a good breakfast.
Anyway, Seth later took Julian to the grocery store, while I stayed home to sleep. Of course, sleeping didn't happen because with Julian out of the house it was a great time to get things done. I did a lot of the dishes, and cleaned up the living room, and uh, maybe some other stuff. I got a zillion phone calls, which was nice, but strange. I never get a zillion phone calls.
Then Seth took Julian over to a friend's house while I made mamadeb's lamb stew. Yummers. I was a little nervous because I don't believe in making new recipes for company (seth's boss and family were coming for dinner) without a backup plan and I didn't have enough brainpower to come up with a backup plan. But it turned out wonderfully, so that's good. I had some leftovers for lunch today (I tripled the recipe give or take).
Seth's boss came with his family around 4:30. They were half an hour early. We weren't exactly prepared for them to be half an hour early. Anyway, we had a good time, and it was nice to be able to put a face to Marc's name. He told me all sorts of nice things about Seth and complimented his work several times. He predicted that Seth would be snatched up by another hospital in Baltimore in two years for a directorship. I told him I was surprised to hear him say that because by then Seth would only have 3 1/2 years of management experience. Marc said it didn't matter because "he's very capable." Wow. That was nice to hear.
With Marc and co. there, Julian's sleep was a little wonky, but he did well, despite being exhausted. All in all, a good day.
If you ordered pampered chef products from me, I have them now. A couple things didn't come in yet, but that doesn't affect most of you. Let me know when is good to drop it off to you.
Gitty, I'm probably going to give Lauren your two scrapers and she'll give it to you when she sees you on shabbos, or whenever.
I have been vindicated!
I've gotten a little bit of crap from certain parents about the fact that Julian goes to bed with a bottle of milk. We do this because his grandmother (and possibly his mother before her?) had been doing so. The bottle, unlike the sippy cup, and milk, unlike water, is comfort for Julian. The last thing I want to do right now is rip away one of his few comfort routines. He doesn't have a favorite blanket or toy (though he's very, very fond of a stuffed dog he's got here, but that wasn't like it was a stuffed dog that he's had all along.
Anyway, yes, I know that milk in a bottle is bad when babies are going to sleep. Much of the time, he finishes the bottle before I've finished singing him to sleep, so I can take it away. Other times he still wants to hold onto it and cries if I take it away. And he won't take water in the bottle, though sometimes he'll take diluted milk. He can tell the difference though.
We met with the child psychologist today (sans Julian...it was just for us), and she said we should absolutely NOT try to take the bottle away from him right now (though she did say we could continue trying to dilute the milk). The last thing we should do, she said, is take away his comfort.
HAH! I say, HAH!