Snow week---A whole lot of random stuff

So last week we got snowed in all week long. I must say that I love my baby, but I just don’t know that I could be a stay-at-home mom without being able to drop the baby off somewhere for at least a little while! One day a week or a couple of hours over several days… I think my arm muscles grew tenfold from holding her so much over the past week. I really enjoyed the time off and getting to spend all that time with Boo and the hubby, but by Thursday, we were all getting cranky. A was out in the street trying to shovel a path to get the car out. I got A’s car stuck trying to make it in to work against all odds (I failed to even get out of the neighbourhood), and Boo was starting to get cranky at lack of scenery, as well.

On another note, she started crawling backwards! Not forwards, but backwards. She’s been doing the pinwheel for a while now. She can turn herself 360 degrees like it’s nothing, but last week while we snowed in I was trying to encourage her to crawl by helping her into the crawl position and placing something she’d want in front of her, but each time, instead of crawling forward to get it, she’d scoot back. Then she’d reeeeach for it, and scoot back again. Reeeeeach for it again, and scoot back again! Then she’d get so frustrated! It was rather adorable, even though I know it was making her so mad that she couldn’t figure it out.

We’ve still been working on “Baby” and “Mama,” “Dada” and “Dog” every day. I think my repetition of it is driving A crazy. He said to me the other day, “You’re not going to get her to repeat it!” Well, I know this, but I want her learn the association of the words with the objects, and repetition is the only way she’s going to get it.

She’s getting such a little personality. She fights her naps so badly. Over the Snow Week, A kept forcing her to take naps. We could tell she’d start getting tired every day around 10:30 or so, and then again around 3:30, so when she’d start getting fussy, he’d take her, sit in the recliner, and rock her until she fell asleep, which she eventually would every time. She’d fight it, popping her head up and looking around, fussing and even crying a little, but every single time without fail, she’d eventually pop that thumb in her little mouth and fall asleep, giving us a nice rest, as well. So yesterday when I took her daycare for the first time in a week, I told them about it because they always talk about how Bryleigh never sleeps during the day. When I picked her up yesterday evening, her teacher told me she did as we said and that Bryleigh finally napped.

Bryleigh sits up by herself!

...and I missed it.

Sorry for the hiatus. I have been swamped at work, and my lunch hours are filled with visiting Bryleigh at the daycare and/or running Christmas shopping errands. My evenings are filled with playing with Bryleigh during the short time I have with her, and then cleaning, feeding and putting her to bed, and then wrapping Christmas presents! Christmastime is such a fun time, but so stressful and busy!

So Bryleigh sat up for the first time today, and I missed it because she’s a daycare. Her teacher, Miss I___, sent me a picture of her sitting up all by herself and playing with blocks! I hate that I’m missing her firsts, though. What happens if she takes her first steps or says her first words at daycare? How sad is that?


It got me thinking of Bryleigh’s baby book(s—she has two) and how I need to fill in that special moment. I also need to add the day that she rolled over for the first time (November 14th) and her first belly laugh (October 16th—although I’m pretty sure that one is already there). I need to print the photos of her and put those in, as well. I haven’t been as good about keeping that thing up to date as I’d hoped I would be! I really should carry it in my pump bag so that I can look through it when I’m pumping, as that’s a time when I can guarantee that I’m by myself and have time to do it… I’m going to make that a new year’s resolution!

Speaking of new years, we have no plans. Parenthood kind of put a damper on our New Years Eve celebration this year. We don’t feel as though we could call my parents to babysit since they’ll probably have plans of their own, and we don’t feel comfortable (or rich) enough to hire a babysitter for such a crazy night! So this morning I texted a friend of ours who has a baby just barely older than Bryleigh to see if they want to come over, but I haven’t heard back from her, yet. That’s frustrating. When is it acceptable to text a follow up?