A Picture Share!

A Picture Share!

I have do this. . . ALONE?

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Originally uploaded by nonobaddao.

So, Elliott is 4 months old and has not yet mastered the art of napping. For quite some time, everytime I would go to put her down for a nap, she would wake up. And rather than have a cranky baby on my hands, i would just pick her back up and let her nap in my arms. Thus, problem #1. I know this was a mistake, but what is a new mother to do?

I can tell you that after 4 months of this, its gotten old fast and Momma is WAY over it now. So, we consulted the Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child book, which has worked wonders for her night sleeping, and jointly decided that maybe it is time for Ellie to learn some independence. Independence at 4 months old you say? YES. It is time. I mean, I never thought I would be one of those mothers who would let my chikd learn to "cry it out" but really, its now at the sake of my sanity. If I am in the loony bin there will be no Momma around to care for ellie, so really, this is less a of feeling of abanonment than the one she would have if all of a sudden Momma just disappeared.

I know, I know, this may be harsh, but the past 3 days I have spent with this kid LITERALLY in my arms for 5 hours at a time, and I am starting to not want to touch her very much anymore, so really, i think its best. Now, if only someone could come over and reason with her, letting her know that its in her best interests.

And just for the record, I gave in already this morning after 5 tries and 20 minutes of tears and just let her sleep in my arms again. Big Daddy Fer thinks he is man enough though to tackle this afternoon nap though... we will see.

If you have any suggeestions, by all means, I will take them. But short of my getting a lobotomy, the only answer is that somehow this kid needs to learn how to nap. And fast.

In Other News:

Due to the move, unpacking, and going to Ohio for 10 days for Christmas, Fer and I decided that we are not going to decorate for X-mas this year. its just one more thing to manage with an already demanding child. Normally, I decorate on Thanksgiving and we get our tree the following weekend. I am sad and feel in some way as though I am letting ellie down on her 1st christmas and all. When she questions me about this later, I will have to tell her it was either the decorations or her. My mom once told me that she had amazing plants before I was born, and it was either the plants or me. I see now what she meant. Thanks for choosing me mom, LMAO. ;-)

-over and out-

Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat

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Originally uploaded by nonobaddao.

Or is that Phat? Anyway...

We took Ellie out for the Andersonville Holiday celebration nite, complete with Swedish Glogg & photos with the nicest, most perfect Santa ever. Isn't it just f'in cute? I am go glad to be back to the midwest where they actually celebrate holidays.

Aunt "Lolise" was in for the weekend with her special friend "Carlton" and brought Elliott tickle me elmo, which, sadly to admit, is larger than Ellie herself. Oh well, I swear, she is gaining weight.

Anyway, Saturday night proved to be an intersting one, as it was my first night out since Elliott was born, and we wanted to go dancing. So, Rach-o, Lolise, Carlson, Beth and I set out for the Funky Buddah Lounge, complete with VIP area that Rach-o had set up for us. And now I know why the Lion is never allowed out of the cage. In captivity, they have no concept of the world they once lived in. Let me just say if one more Markovicious woman would have been with us, all hell would have broken loose. As in, I am certain we would have gone to jail. It was complete with being kicked out and arguing with bouncers who only WISHED they could work for Suge Night...insane. But hey, mess with the bull young man, and you're going to get the horns, and the horns they got was 5 people drinking all night on the house. Ha ha.

In Other News:

Lilah had surgery and now has a frankenstein ear. The vet thinks everything is going to be ok though, my nerves are shot trying to keep her from scratching as it heals and opening the stitches. Poor Lau. Poor me while are are at it though, since it took 3 vet trips and $480... nothing is ever easy.

And while I am at nothing being easy, does anyone out there have any remidies for constantly getting blocked milk ducts? I could really use some help on that matter.

But for now, thats all the news that's fit to print.

-over and out-

The Mao Se Tung competition...

Elliott is now 4 months old, and apparrently last week she enterted the Mao Se Tung competition without even asking myself or her father. It seems this may run in our family (see Princess Mombi's recent post) but seriously kid. . . calm down. You are 4 months old, what really could be that bad even if you do have massive amounts of gas?

Speaking of the gas, I am wondering at this point if there could be some tyoe of medical condition that she has that makes her like the gassiest baby born to this planet. I mean seriously, that child burps and rips massive farts that far surpass ANY competition I have heard on Howard (stern, of course) its insane. Once we get her to the new peditrician for more of her shots (oh the fun!) I will ask about all this gassiness because I cannot imagine that its normal.

Fer had an alltime great experince of being pooped on this week. I think it was Ellie's gift to him for taking care of her so that Momma could go out for a little while and get some sanity before winter strikes a heavy blow and the next thing i know its been 4 more months and I have not left the house. It was just enough time to rejuvinate me. Holidays, here I come.

Well, I hear the BeSerker making her discomfort known and I better get up there and help Fer out before he and Lilah both move into the car for the winter.

-over and out-