So apparently I suck at blogging. It's been 5 months since my last post and that was in draft form until 5 seconds ago. I mean really...it's not that hard but I have to create some sort of schedule or something to remind myself to do it.
Also, I have to give up on the idea that I ought to be pithy or witty or ironic or anything else that would warrant having other people read it. It's a blog...not a homework assignment. Most people won't read it. There's enough to read and I am not about to compete with these people who make it a second job.
So here's the latest...I won't try to catch up on the last 5 months but I will do this week. Sadie's sleep is going down the tubes again because I have no patience anymore. At 2 am if she's crying and doesn't "cry it out" in 5 minutes she's in our bed because she will be quiet and sleep until almost 8. I mean really folks who wouldn't choose that over an hour of "crying it out". So when she's 18 and afraid to go to college because she doesn't sleep alone you can all say I told you so. Funny though because I don't think that ever happens.
She is an eating machine. In fact, whereas she usually goes down between 7-8 pm for the night, the other evening she wore Nathan down with her pleas for more food. She had already consumed a full dinner and tons of food during the day but she wanted "more please" - insert the sign language for those two words and a pitiful look and that's how she won and ate goldfish, cheerios and mums until 9:30 at night.
Oh..and for the last few weeks it's "mine, mine, mine". Yes, we've hit the "mine" stage. And the full out temper tantrum in a nanosecond if I don't get my way stage.
One area where we've seem to have made progress is the weaning. We are finally off the boobs. Since Nathan and I went down to D.C. for the night for the opening of his show at the Target Gallery on January 13th I have not nursed her once. She asks every day a few times a day but is easily distracted by an offer of juice or the response "all done". Ah to have my breasts back. Now I just have to try and get them their old job back. I hear they can be pretty persuading. I'll have to set up a meeting with their former boss.