11 posts tagged “baby”

Today has been a virtual roller coaster! It's 1:45 pm, I'm still un-showered, and I'm so exhausted that I could go to bed for the rest of the day and night.

Lowlight - While cleaning my toilet in preparation for a friend coming to visit, a nut on the bottom of the toilet's tank comes loose and starts leaking water all over the floor! When I tried to tighten it back up, I moved the bolt it was attached to and only made it leak more water, even faster. So I let it be, soaked up the spilled (and still spilling, though more slowly) water with about 14 towels, set a pot under the drip, and called my apartment office to let them know that my bathroom was flooding - slowly, but surely. Oh, and I turned off the water to the tank (or cistern, as I was corrected by Joe) so as not to exacerbate my flooding issue. The woman in the office said she'd send someone over. Fine.

Highlight - Lucille woke up after a 2 hour nap (awesome!), and she was in an absolutely angelic mood. She was all smiles, and giggles, and adorable bed-head. She didn't fuss when I changed her (a true rarity these days!), and she squealed with delight when I sat on the floor rolling a soccer ball back and forth with her. Those few moments exemplify exactly why I love being able to stay home with my daughter, and why I chose to do so. I didn't only want to avoid someone I didn't even know possibly neglecting or abusing my child, I wanted to be there for all her smiles.

Highlight - After nearly two hours, no one had come to fix my still-dripping toilet. I decided to take matters into my own hands, and armed with some tool with a name that I can't think of, I fixed that goddamned leaky toilet! All by myself, too! OK, so it wasn't brain surgery, but for someone like me (virtually retarded in the ways of plumbing), it was still quite a feat. I was proud. I still am.

Lowlight - For absolutely no reason at all, Miss Lucille's mood went from angelic to demonic at light speed. Before I knew what happened, she was screaming at the the top of her lungs, crying, and flinging herself about the living room (and when I say 'flinging herself about,' I mean rolling back and forth across the living room floor quickly, and oh-so-dramatically while flailing her itty-bitty arms all around, and kicking the air, floor, cat, and anything else that got in her way with her adorably chubby, yet powerful little legs. Or, to put it succinctly, throwing a fit!)

I finally managed to get Lucy half-way settled down/distracted, but my bathroom is still only partially cleaned, I'm not even showered, and I. DON'T. CARE. Today has been nothing but extremes. The Joys/Terrors of Motherhood. Quite frankly, it's too much for me for one day, and I'm pooped!  

What time is your alarm clock set for?  Do you use the snooze button?

The beauty of being a stay-at-home-mom (SAHM) is that I don't have a specific time that I need to be up. I don't have an alarm clock. I get up when Lucy does, which is earlier than I'd prefer, but not too bad.

The down side of being a SAHM is, while I don't wake up to an alarm everyday, I do wake up to a crying baby everyday. And she has no snooze.

... of my totally hilarious kid on Flickr! Joe took 'em and really captured her weird facial expressions. I love them.

Ugh.

Apparently I am going to have to vacuum my carpet much more often and much more thoroughly in addition to watching Lucy like a hawk at all times. Because she's not quite crawling yet, (more rolling around and pushing herself where she wants to go) I feel fairly confident in setting her on the floor in the living room while I fix her food in the kitchen or run to the bathroom. This is no longer the case.

Yesterday, while changing a dirty diaper, I found a cat litter crystal in there! We don't even use that kind of litter any longer, and I'd vacuumed the carpet at least twice between the time we stopped using it and the time I found the crystal in her poop. Either that little crystal was moving really slowly through her digestive system or she managed to pull up a litter crystal that my vacuuming efforts had missed. Either way - gross.

Now to today. What did I find while changing yet another dirty diaper? A stringy piece of carpet! This thing, though, had not been fully expelled, and I had to pull it out completely by hand. That really grossed me out.

And being the mother of an infant who has seemingly taken every opportunity to puke, piss, and poop on me, that's saying a lot.

Do babies lose their hair? Because I think my little Lulu is going bald! Joe says it's probably the same amount of hair on her bigger head that makes it look like she's losing it. Sounds reasonable to me, but this is my first kid so what the hell do I know?! (Nothing.) I'm just hoping that she doesn't lose it all. It'll be terrible (ok, not that terrible... but still crappy) if she loses what was a full head of hair and has to start growing it all back from scratch.

Here. Look at these pictures, so you can see that I'm not crazy. The first one was taken when she was 5 days old, and the second one was taken today.

Could that face be any more funny? I mean, seriously...

Mine is, too. That's why I shop online for a lot of her clothes. I just thought I'd share a few of my favorite sites.

wrybaby.com
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Yes, I'm doing the stereotypical new mom thing here, and putting up a picture of my baby. However, since she's only 5 days old, and my life currently revolves around her, I think it's quite appropriate. Also, I may be biased, but I think she's about the prettiest baby. Ever.