This battle I must win

Four days and counting. Fer has returned to the working world and I am in The snowy Land of Babies. Its nice here, everything is pretty to look at, however, I am starting to realize that in the Land of Babies, there is only one King. Or should I say Queen. And that's queen with a capital "D" in front, as in... Drama. Yes one and all, I have a Drama Queen all at the tender age of 5 Months.

See, I know where I went wrong. She was so soft, warm, cuddly... new and amazing. So I held her all the time. What was the harm I thought... I mean, she does not sleep with us, so I should like hold her all the rest of the time to like, bond and stuff. Well... have I created a monster.

Four days in a row, 2 times a day, one hour each, I am STILL TRYING TO GET THIS GIRL TO NAP. My mom thought I was lying about Ellie's inability to self-soothe and sleep on her own. 10 days in ohio showed her I have the most stubborn child on the planet. And this momma wants a little of her life back, so... I am hoping that she will begin to recognize a pattern to these times of exile.

Yes, yes, i know this is coming off harsh, but picture this, sweet internet: she is resting in my arms, i lightly set her down and she snaps awake, GLARINGLY, as if to say, Goddamnit Woman! We have been THRU this before. HOLD ME! and she starts to wimper. I must admit, knowing what I know now, i am not won over by the cries. I say have a nice nap, and walk away. Over the next hour all types of cries come forth.. some playful, some really pissed. But I let her do it, hoping against hope that she will eventually tire, and rest.

Silly woman, I know.

I return to her room 1 hour later, as recommended by the book I have read, because after this hour, she is no nearer to sleep then the second she left my arms. I look over the crib and . . .

The crying/whimpering/whining stops, and lo and behold.... A Grin. From ear to ear... no tears in sight. She looks at me all big-blue-eyes, and clearly says: "Told you, I've won again. When will you learn. Simpleton."

Wait.... as i type this... she is quiet. After 4 days, do you think she might actually have fallen asleep? Ah, no. Ha ha, my mistake. She must have been sucking her new-found thumb. Awesome. Like mother like daughter, isn't that what they say? ;-)

In other news:

Over 6 inches of snow is on the ground right now. The nice thing is that it's a beautiful sunny day, and there is so much light streaming in our house right now. I realize that I missed the midwest, but had forgotton about the tricks a lack of sunlight can play on my brain. So, as decided by myself and Fer last night to help keep me out of the woods, I must start a bi-weekly sessions at our local tanning salon to help keep those deep dark thoughts at bay. It seems strange to admit that I go tanning rather than taking an anti-depressent, but really, if given the options, which would you choose?

-over and out-