Sleep? What's that?

I knew once I had my baby that sleep would be a thing in the past. Boy was I right! Not only is it a thing in the past, it is nearly almost non-existent...well, it feels that way anyways.

Payton's sleep habits have been changing constantly since the day she was born. I will not advocate one sleep method over another because every baby is different and everyone has their own parenting styles. I have tried every NON Cry-it-Out method and letting her cry for 3-5 minutes at a time and then going in to soothe her/pick her up/put paci in in between the intervals of crying. This worked best for us, sort of a modified Ferber method at almost 5 months.

...And I am proud to say I am STILL a zombie mommy. Sleeping through the night for me is getting 4-5 straight hours of sleep. Aren't you jealous? This is a treat compared to when she was waking every 45 minutes at 4 and 1/2 months old because she needed me to put her back to sleep every time. Right now we are going through a rough patch of extreme overtiredness, teething, and always wanting mommy so, in other words, we are back to waking every few hours and then wanting to party at 3 a.m. She thinks it is both fun and funny to keep us up with her and see us dragging our lifeless bodies around for 2 straight hours in the middle of the night. Not as much to my amusement! I can't help but laugh sometimes though. You have to find the humor in parenting or you won't come out alive.

Oh the joys of motherhood! There is always the ying to the yang, the good with the bad. As soon as I snuggle her and see that sweet little face, all my tired crankiness goes away and I can't help but smile. I would do anything for this little girl...including getting up all hours of the night to make her happy. It's a good thing she is so darn cute and we love her so much.

Ramblings of a SAHM

 I thought my life of mommyhood would bring tales of good humor, gross things, and heartwarming stories that I could share and blog about. Don't get me wrong, it is filled with these treasures, but life this week has been pretty mundane I guess you could say. It's been hard for me to get out of the daily routines and schedule winter had me on. The southern girl in me wants nothing to do with the outside world when it is even the slightest bit nippy outside. I am so happy the weather here has been gorgeous the last couple of days though. Now I have to re-figure out my days because I've been in such a slump. I have been overcome with fatigue and finding it hard to muster up enough energy or motivation to do anything I want to do or get done. And let me tell you, I have a whole wish list of things. Taking care of a baby 24/7 does not make it easy either. Little missy girl is my #1 priority though so I devote all hours of the day to her. When I finally get a moment to breathe and relax, that's exactly what I want to do. It's exhausting but completely worth it!

Today was one of those days. The most exciting part of the day was going shopping for baby food. Exciting, I know. We got a bundle of about 35 jars of baby food. At least we know someone won't be starving. Which by the way, we are almost back in full swing to nursing full-time again! A big hooray for that!

I do of course enjoy my days of fun and entertainment with my sweet P. Everyday holds something new and a new memory to cherish. Today she tried to get up on her knees and move forward which resulted in her "hopping" like a frog in one place. I seriously need a video of this. Something else she does is if you give her toys while she is in her highchair she will throw them on the ground, on purpose. Every. single. toy. I probably shouldn't find this amusing or funny, but it is. I'm okay with it because she gives me the cutest little smirk right afterwards. Little stinker!

And yesterday Layne was sick all day. It had been awhile, but boy did it sure make up for it. I remember when he was getting sick like that every week. It's hard to see him throwing up constantly, weak, cold sweats, unable to do anything. We figure certain things trigger a flare up (He has a very severe case of irritable bowel disease, among other things). It is getting easier to deal with now that we know what it is and how to try and treat the symptoms. He has lost around 40 lbs. in a matter of months. Some people would probably hate him for that. But that is just not healthy. I am with him "for better or for worse, and in sickness and in health." We prefer the 'for better' and 'in health' part though.

I think that's it for my late night ramblings. Now back to my daughter who won't sleep...I think I have my next blog topic in mind.

The funny side to parenting

As a mom sometimes you just have to laugh at certain situations...

• The first sign of the "I'm pooping" face is a good time to pass the baby to someone else. This is my husband's motto. His 'I'm going to pass out and die' reaction when he gets a good wiff or look at Payton's poopy diaper is priceless. I have literally peed my pants from laughter, until I realize I'm the one that then has to change that 'I'm going to pass out and die' diaper. 

• I have come to realize that yes, my baby will dress better than me for awhile. And yes, she has 5x the amount of clothes than I do. I'm not jealous. Really, I'm not. 

• Clapping and cheering when my child burps. Not a problem now, but eventually I think I will want to break this habit!

• My baby's desire to be naked is only an issue if it lasts into her teens. 

• It doesn't matter if you don't get out much. As a mom you turn into a comedian, chef, and singer... and no matter how lame you are, your child still thinks you're the funniest, coolest person in the world. And they also provide YOU with hours of entertainment and exercise. I'd like to see your friends attempt this. 

• The only baby food you should sample is the fruit. Seriously, only the fruit. This is why I will be attempting to make my own baby food. Veal and corn...no thank you. 

• When you are trying to get your child to eat, you don't care how much gets on their face, hands, tray, or clothes as long as some ends up in their mouth...until you have to clean up at the end. 

• And my favorite...when we are telling Payton how much we love and cherish her and she let's out a big TOOT showing us her gratitude.