Dear Husband

Your baby? Is a one woman effing comedy act. Sigh.

So, she loves getting up at night and thinking "woo! I'm done my nap! let's go!" But, it's the middle of the night and I don't think the same.

Today, Dave's dad flew in from Ontario for a visit. So I thought maybe I would try to calm her down and get her back to sleep right away instead of letting her fuss for a few minutes.

So, bedtime went fantastic. Like normal, come 11ish, she starts fussing. I give her a bottle, she's back asleep. Then? Then, 11:30 hit. She started crying. I went in to calm her down. She calmed down, I left the room to wash out her poo-splosion clothes from today, she cries again. I go back in. Calm her down, and think. I'm going to sit down and in the rocker quietly and watch and see what she is doing.

Turns out, she's not crying so much for me.

Nope.

I just sat there wishing I had taken the video camera in with me.

So, I sit and watch and think. My daughter is an effing comedian. Except this isn't funny. I want to go to sleep. But it is kind of funny.

Let me set the scene: her lulaby panda is emitting an orange light. Her Fisher Price aquarium is going on the whooshing sound of the ocean setting, casting a blue light on her crib. (This is why she can't really tell I'm still there but I can see her.)

She thinks I'm gone. I hear the crinkle of her crib as she rolls to one side, rolls to the other, rolls again. Then, pop! Up comes her head. She has a soother in one hand. A second soother in the other. I imagine this is dialogue going on in her head based on her face.

"oh, Hi soother, how you doin?"
"oooh look, my other soother!"
"Soother A, get in my mouth."
"oh hell soother B, you get in there too."
"What do you mean you both don't fit. Fine. I'll take turns"
"soother A, your turn."
"Switch time! Soother B, your turn."
"oh soother A, you're so funny."
(BTW, I totally had this image)



"Switch, switch, switch, Squee!! look a fishie in the Aquarium!"
"Soother B, lets go look. Isn't it so pretty?"
Then, she accidentally hits the button shutting the aquarium off, sending her into a panic, dropping soother I-can't-see-anymore, causing her to cry.

See, she doesn't want me. So, Fisher Price must have known this moment would happen..... so I grabbed the remote off the door handle and turned aquarium back on. Walk over to her crib, lay her down, give her her blanket and soother and pretend to leave the room again. Sit back down.

Roll, roll, roll, pop! up comes her head. But this time she rolled her blanket onto her head. She doesn't like things on her head. She can't get it off. She's pulling the blanket but it's the wrong way, she's just pulling more blanket onto her. Then she's flailing all around trying to get the damn blanket off. Finally she does.

"oh hello again soother. I missed you so. It went dark then I lost you. Were you scared?"
"look, other soother is here to visit again!"
***Repeat convo above about only one soother fitting in her mouth and taking turns....***
"Hey soother, let's pretend we're in the movies! I'll stand up and dangle you over the edge of the crib, see if it's funny"
Obviously soother agreed because that's just what she did. Then, just like dejavu, a little squeel as she looks at the aquarium and steps over to it. Shuts it off by mistake. Turns it back on. Shuts it off, turns it on. The look on her face is one of "OmgWtfBbq" Shuts it off, takes soother and soother and lays down. I wait for her to be quiet for a few min before I sneak out.

I was in there for an hour. Holy moley. And the whole time thinking this is freaking hilarious. Or do I find it funny because I'm so tired? Or am I just so delusional I think this funny?

And obviously I think it's pretty funny since I just stayed awake an extra 20 min to type it all up. But seriously. One woman comedy show that one is.

I think it's time

I know a lot of bloggers do a cell phone dump. I think it might be time for me to do it. I don't post pictures enough, and I'm really not sure why! Until my awesome black friday score, we had no  camera other then my cell phone or the ipad. I have the blogger app. Hello easy, nice to meet you!

Seriously, I have an iphone picture problem.

 I removed all my pics from my phone October 18th. My camera roll now says 411 Pictures.  That's 59 days ago. That's an average of 7 pictues a day. Doesn't seem that bad until you really think about it. 7 pictures every single day. But sadly I'm not taking 7 pictures a day. In reality today I took 4 pictures. Yesterday I took 1.

When I take pics, I tend to take a lot of the same thing just in case one wasn't clear. Like this gem from friday:

(the clock in the background is dead, it wasn't really 10:16 at night. It was just after 6:00pm)

 

I mean who doesn't love babies falling asleep in their highchairs? She was so cute about it. She only stayed out for about 20 minutes, but I also got a quick video of the next level of cuteness. A quiet snore.

 

 

So, enjoy the video and stay tuned for more cell phone drops. Because I take so many random pics of everything why not?

Yesterday

We started our day off yesterday with a visit from the ticklemonster. Austin was giggling like crazy.


Just before lunch we went to get the mail. What else is there to do in the rain but get out the gear and have a little fun? Austin had a blast.

And finally he ended his day with his faithful sleeping guards, monkey, monkey, hoppy bunny and puppy.

Someone didn't want to sleep.

I finally grabbed the video camera almost 2 hours after he went to bed. I could hear him down the hall laughing and yelling (and at one point having a Mine! Mine! Mine! fight with who knows what in there.)

I love how he tells me no way when I ask him to put his pj's back on, and when he looks at the mess on his floor (that he made) he says Wooooowwwwwwww. My kid cracks me up sometimes.

Big Day!

I'm very excited today!!! I have a meeting with our Real Estate Agent about putting the house up for sale. In some ways I'm kind of excited that we're starting a new chapter, but in other ways I'm sad.

We're going to be leaving our families. This is hard. They have all been so helpful and supportive of us. Especially when Dave was gone last year. I appreciate everything they did for us and all the help they provided to me. My family, who I have never lived more then an hour away from, will be here while I am on the other side of Canada. It makes me very sad to think about. I'm going to miss my niece and nephew growing up, I'm going to miss my cousin's graduations from highschool, I'm going to miss movie nights with family. Oh how I will miss them. I'm also going at a very tough time. I want to be here for support. I want to have hugs ready whenever they are needed. I want to be able to provide distractions. I want to be able to hold your hand if you need me to. This is going to be very hard for me to leave, and whenever I really start to think about it I cry. (Like I am right now typing this) Just remember, I am a phone call away whatever time that may be and I wil be there however I can.

I am also sad about selling and leaving our first house. The house we brought our baby boy home to. The house we put so much effort into and turned it into a home, not just a place that needed a paint job, un-painted carpets, non 70's carpet, some love and attention and a basement. I will miss the memory of my first smile from austin, the first time I found him naked in his bed because he figured out how to take off his clothes, the living room floor where he first rolled over, the spot by our entertainment stand where he took his first step, the spot by the end table where he walked to me for the first time. Or, how about his bedroom. All the love and sweat and tears put into making that room so awesome for him, something at the time I figured would last for years, but now hopefully will make some other kid excited. I know we will make memories in our next place, but this was our first house. We bought it together. We signed the paperwork the day before our wedding. It truly was a new life together for us. I am going to make sure we have even more awesome memories in our next house.

On another note, today I am exhausted. Austin got up at 2am and was all about partying and playing until I gave up at 4am. not entirely sure what time he fell back asleep as he was in his room, but I know I am tired. Hopefully I can get a nap at some time today.

Sleep at night?

Dear sleep. When it's night time, why do you disappear??? I am working from 4:30 to midnight. I get home and I'm wide awake. 3am comes and I'm still awake. Stupid sleep. I finally get to sleep and then I'm up with Austin because, well he can't be quiet in the mornings...lol. Thankfully Austin is in daycare so I can get some sleep during the day before work. I know that some people would say, if you just skip the sleep during the day, go to sleep by 1, you can get quite a few hours of sleep and would be tired when you get hom from work. Nope, doesn't work that way. I sit at work fighting to keep my eyes open with all my might... until 11pm. Then, the second wind hits. And I am awake. I come home and stay awake until 3 again. BAH!!! I just deal with my schedule the way it is. However tomorrow I have a breakfast date with my most favoritest bestest friend in the world and I know I'm going to be tired. However, I am super excited to see Robin since he's been in BC since August.

Austin has been doing pretty good with his big boy bed. I'm not here for bedtimes so I don't know exactly how well it's been going. Sunday night though he kept getting out of his bed and standing at the stairs. (there is a gate across the stairs) I thought that he had finally gone to sleep, he was quiet and there was no movement noises coming through the monitor. I go to the stairs because I'm heading up to grab something and he's sitting on the floor looking out the panel of the gate. Kind of scared me. lol. I get to the top of the stairs and he is smiling at me. I told him it's bed time and made him walk back into his room and climb back into his bed. every time I closed the door he would get right back up so I left the door open and stood at the door. After less then 5 minutes he was asleep. We will have to put a gate across his bedroom door if he doesn't start staying in bed at night, but I think we will leave it for now, hoping that it's just a novelty that he keeps getting out of bed.

Middle of the night wakings we have only had one. It was last night. again I was downstairs not sleeping. I heard Austin cough over the monitor and what I thought was him rolling over in bed. Nope, it was him getting out of bed. (we have the fan on in his room which is closer to the monitor then his bed so it drowns out some of the noises) all of a sudden my cell phone goes off. Thinking who the eff is messaging me at 2:40 am, I check the message. It was Dave. It said "Austin is awake. He just paid me a visit and poked me in the eye" I almost couldn't get up I was laughing so hard. Dave thought he heard a noise in the bedroom and he sat up but couldn't see anything. Austin was there and dave sitting up must have said "hey austin, come wake me up." so Austin made his way to dave's side of the bed and woke him up the best way a son can wake his daddy by poking him in the eye. *I say best way for a son to wake up his daddy because I don't think I would find the humour in being poked in the eye myself while sleeping.*

This weekend is Brian and Korrinne's Jack and Jill. We have been busy planning and I am actually so excited! I really wish I could win all the prizes because there are some really awesome prizes. I don't think we have enough money to buy enough tickets to guarantee us a win. lol. I can't wait for everything to fall into place and everyone will have the night of their lives!!!!