Last night I politely requested to Richy and Toby that they sleep until 9. Wake up in time for Sesame Street, that was the request.
Can you believe, it worked? After months of waking up around 8, today they snoozed until 9:12. I was so happy. I actually feel somewhat rested.
Trauma takes it out of you. I can't imagine what R2 must feel like. He won't sleep unless it's night, even if he's exhausted. So hopefully last night was good sleep for him.
He seems a little more like himself today. He's goofing around and such, still a little on edge. Also, he's on a double dose of his seizure medication, so he's a little dopey and slow to respond. Please, continue to pray with us for his complete healing.

In other news, I am going to the library today.
In other, other news, Toby is asleep and I think I will go work on my new blanket idea....

Anonymous said...
Dear Ms Smartypants,
Why is it that "some" people believe that it is boring to be a housewife or stay-at-home mother? I believe it is anything but boring!


Viking Granny :0) said...
Dear Ms. Smartypants,
When you have an entire house to clean....and every room is upside down....where do you start?
Is it better to clean one room at a time or do all the windows...all the walls.....all the floors..all the boxes gone through.....
or start with the attic and work my way down?
Help.
Where do I begin.?

BethC said...
dear ms smarty pantelones!
how many adults does it take to keep a toddler sitting quiet in a library? please be specific....

Anonymous said...
Dear Ms Smartypants,
Why is Napoleon Dynamite so endearing?

You may have noticed, there are no answers. I am too tired to be witty. This is not good, as this is the first day of the rest of my life and I am supposed to be greatly productive and start packing today.
Not packing heat... don't be alarmed. Just packing belongings and such into boxes.
In the words of the bard, "Frailty, thy name is woman!"

So, in the absence of creative thought from me, maybe you guys would like to give these questions a shot.

Check out a track from the new CD... due in October!



So we've been working on the big boy bed for several days now. Here's how it's going.

Night 1: Never touches the bed. Wailing and gate-rattling and gnashing of teeth until around midnight, when we check on him and find this:



Night 2: A little wailing and such, then quiet. We check, he's got big bags under his eyes, listlessly playing the drums with a shoe. Panic ensues. I put him in my bed. Party time. I put him back in his bed. Panic. And around 1, Richy checks on him and he fell asleep sitting up, so he is laying on his back with legs hanging off the crib.



Night 3: Less wailing, just playing and harassing his brother. I check on him (are you seeing a pattern here?) and he freaks so I go lay in his bed with him. Party time. So I bail and leave my pillow, and 30 minutes later or so... midnight-ish, he is asleep in the bed, laying down. WAHOO!



Last night: not much whining. 9:20 all is quiet. He is asleep on the floor with R2's Spiderman blanket over his face. R2 is wide awake with no blanket. So there you go.



Currently: we're embroiled in a standoff at the baby gate. He has presented his request to forgo his nap in favor of taking knobs off all of Daddy's studio gear. I have rebutted with the request, repeatedly, that he go night-night.



I'm not sure if Brynn is cute. What do you think?

I don't want to jinx myself.... but Toby has slept from 10-6 for like
3 days now.... crazy. I have to adjust to sleeping through the night.
What a good problem.

ugh.

Pray for me. I need to want God. I need to love His word.
I don't.
It's just not alive to me. I read it and it all feels monotone...
like a chore. I don't want that...

what if
I call for You
and You don't come

what if
I'm waiting
and You're busy

what if
You do come
and You don't like me

what if
You change everything
and I don't like it

what if
I try really hard
and I still can't find You

what if
everybody asks me where You are
and I don't know what to say

what if?