Yesterday I was plugging away at my desk as usual when I heard a not-uncommon commotion from the living room. SuperSitter was scolding our 110-lb bullmastiff, Ty, which generally means he was either trying to get on the furniture or being a little too licky with the sippy cups. But then I heard her say, “Ty, NO!” and moments later… Read more »
Last month I posted Miles and Emmett’s daily schedule at 5 months old. Now that they’re 6 months based on due date and almost 7 months based on birth date, they are consolidating their sleep into two naps a day instead of three, and they’re getting more active. They’re also outgrowing some of the activities we did before — namely… Read more »
One of my favorite movie moments ever is Marisa Tomei on the porch of that cabin in the woods in My Cousin Vinny, when she informs Joe Pesci that her “biological clock is tick-tick-ticking.” (If you haven’t seen it, stop being a dork and watch the clip.) When Daddy-in-Training and I started trying to get pregnant 4 years ago, I could… Read more »
Over the last 4 weeks or so, I’ve become increasingly desperate for three things: More sleep. A predictable daily schedule. Unrestricted access to coffee (see No. 1). It only took about 5 months, but the exhaustion has reached a new level. As Princess Mommy put it on Facebook a few weeks ago, my sleep bank is so overdrawn it should… Read more »
Dr. Phil says the best predictor of future behavior is past behavior, so based on that I’m pretty sure Emmett is never going to sleep again. Which means I will never sleep again. Today he actually took an hour-and-forty-nine-minute nap, the first burst of daytime sleep lasting more than 15 minutes in, I don’t know, weeks. Yet somehow it’s almost… Read more »