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Thursday, January 11

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Wednesday, January 10

It's been a while since I've had time to gather my thoughts.

The past few weeks have been rough. We have been getting very little sleep since the Christmas Miracle. Getting her to sleep at 7pm at night isn't so difficult it's staying asleep past 10 and going back to sleep at 12, 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 that's difficult. I don't want to jinx anything, but it seems like she's getting back to her old 7-10 calming quickly then sleeping to 3 eating and then sleeping until 6 routine. That I can deal with. Last night and the night before were better.

I'd really been stressing out about it. So much, in fact, that my eczema is flaring pretty horribly. Sort of randomly, I came across this post by Claire at Loobylu and it and the comments made me feel so much better. I mean, I knew that I just needed to calm the eff down and relax and just roll with it (even the ped. told me that!), but somehow knowing that so many other people are dealing and have dealt with the exact same thing made me so relieved.

Bridget has just yesterday started both sitting up by herself and officially crawling. That is, no longer thrusting herself forward onto her stomach repeatedly but real honest to god one hand one knee the other hand the other knee crawling across the floor.

Labels: bridget, sleep

Saturday, January 6

neighborly

So the Hillbillies have had their house on the market for a while now -- maybe 6 months -- things have really slowed down here. At any rate they've pretty much moved out. Before Christmas, they were away and parked one of their cars across the street, not quite in front of the house across the street from them, but sort of. The lady across the street -- I'll call her Sweater Vest (because I'm not judgemental at all apparently) hates the fact that the Hillbillies have like 5 cars even though it doesn't affect where she parks. So what does SV do? She calls in their vehicle as abandoned. Nice, right? Eventually, some time after Christmas the Hillbillies come back and movetheir car. Well today it seems they've parked their truck right smack in front of SV's house. Ah, the drama. I almost wish we were friends with one of them so we could talk smack. Almost.

Labels: house