Friday, January 25, 2008

More of a stream of consciousness-type post than anything of importance. Or interesting for that matter.

Well, Keeley was up this morning at 4:30 am. I must have a whole set of luggage under my eyes right now. Yeesh. She woke up around 2 and started crying but went back to sleep rather quickly. Then she started crying again at 4. And at 4:30. So I went in there and rocked her a bit which usually helps and she goes right back to sleep. Well, she went right back to sleep, but as soon as I tried to put her in her crib she woke up and started crying again. I thought she could be cold, so I put some pants on her and tried the rocking thing again. No go. So I just put her back in her crib and went back to bed myself, crossing my fingers that she would go to sleep. Nope. She cried off and on for a while and Donald finally went in to go get her sometime after 5. I don't know what it was. I'll just (hopefully) assume she was cold and couldn't get comfortable (something easy to fix).

Now I will knock on wood (my head) about this, but Keeley is normally a very good sleeper. Of course, there are days that is not so, but on the usual day I can pretty much count on 2 naps and a full night's sleep from her. This is nice. Maybe once or twice a month she'll wake up during the night and have trouble getting back to sleep herself and I'll go in there and rock her in the rocking chair and she'll go right to sleep. I'm sure this isn't the right thing to do, but I figure every other night she gets to sleep fine so she'll be okay. Helping her out here and there won't hurt. It's also kinda nice to snuggle with her and hold her while she's sleeping. Even in the wee hours of the morning. I know those days are numbered.

Waking up at 4:30 though? Not so much fun. Especially since I hosted playgroup yesterday (a first for me - write it in The Mommy Book) and had family for dinner. Both went well and I'm so glad I did them, but it requires some effort to make sure the house is somewhat presentable and food is prepared somewhat on time for dinner. So, even under normal circumstances, I would be a bit more tired today. Either way, here I am, tired or not. Maybe I should call in sick.

On a more productive note, I have done more today before 10 am than I have in a while. (Let's just say I'm not a morning person.) I washed dishes, Keeley ate breakfast, we went out to get diapers, we've had a snack. The only benefit so far to getting up and going to early is the fact that they were still serving breakfast at the Chick-fil-A. Yum. Nothing like a chicken biscuit to get you going. And the most amazing thing happened on the way home... Keeley fell asleep in her car seat. Without a pacifier. Without crying. I went to get her out of the car and she was asleep. I couldn't believe it. I brought her in the house and was able to transfer her to the crib without her waking up, too. Getting up at 4:30 can do that to a girl. Now could I sleep? Nope. Go figure.

So here we are having a morning snack at 10am. Who knows what the rest of the day will bring. There's not too much productivity on my list. I can tell you that much.

1 comment:

Been there, done that said...

Why haven't I RSVPed the birthday party yet? Is it because I am rude? Well there IS that. The other reason is that a few people in our family decided to come into the world on February 2nd and February 5th. What is the perfect day to celebrate their birthdays? Why on Keeley's birthday, of course. So Auntie Lynn and Unclie Coot will miss the big day. However, we propose a special private celebration for us!
Keeley, enjoy the time that they announce your age by using months. For the next year your age will be couunted in months, and after that, it will be counted in years. Do we say that our birthday people are 348 and 984 months old? No, silly girl! Soon Mommy and Daddy will be saying, "Why our beautiful girl is 2 years old, then 3 years old, then 4 years old." Then they will blink their eyes and say, "Our beautiful Keeley is getting married." Enjoy your time having your age told in months. Happy Birthday!