For the first time in a long time, I have actual blog ideas percolating - about Sleeping Beauty and little boys and phobias and compassion - but at this moment in my life, I have no time alone to work on them. Or anything else, really. Alas and alack! In time, in time.
So for now, I am just sticking my head in the door to
a. tell you that I think we may have hit a milestone with Emmy and sleep. Two milestones, really. First, she has grown accustomed to sleeping on me at night. Though I really love having that time with her, I'm ready to get back into something resembling a new normal, and babies in our bed is not a norm in our family. But we discovered that if Brian gives her a bottle during that time (though I'm still nursing, for those who care about such things), she goes right to sleep and doesn't complain when she's put down. So yay! We found a way to get her in her own bed (car seat, but whatever) without tears. The second milestone Emmy figured out all by herself - she has dropped her middle of the night feeding. Last night she ate at 9:15, and slept until 4:30. In the morning. At six weeks old - and a small baby, at that.
Insert angelic choir here.
b. show you a picture. Here are my in-laws with the kids yesterday. My mother-in-law has lost very nearly one hundred pounds. I'm so happy for her. And of course the kids are cute, too.
My kids love being at their grandparents' house. Can you tell? They would have never stopped long enough to smile so serenely at home.
Hope your window is a sunshine-y as mine today.