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Jan. 27th, 2012 03:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lenora_roseImportant YAY before the babbling begins.
COLIN GOT A JOB! Well, they're writing up the letter of offer. But it's for more than he was making at his last workplace, and he's thought all along that it sounded interesting. And yes, at this point, I *could* manage for the day without him, so long as he's willing to help in the evenings. (Besides, if I desperately need a hand, Grandma Eleanore is often willing...)
So I started a post yesterday when Joseph finally went down for what looked like it would be a long nap at 7ish, which would have been his first *real* nap since morning... from which he woke in 20 minutes, and proceeded to stay awake until just after 1 AM. (I'd resolved that if he wasn't drifting off on his own by One, I *would* get my walk in, taking him out in the snugli to get him to rest. But he was starting to settle by then.)
From which he woke at 7:25. (Which meant Élise was sitting on the floor looking at me intently, and immediately meowed for breakfast.) Which is a record easily for longest sleep in one stretch. (5 1/2 was the last confirmed. There was one that might have been 6, if you excluded a 10-15 minutes wakeful session to change a diaper.) And slept again hourly or less through the morning -- which meant I got eight hours, albeit not all in one stretch, and a shower. He had TWO other actual naps this afternoon, and is down again now. (I hope not for too long, or he may not have a sleep in the middle of the night, but I'm hoping long enough for me to eat supper and risk a walk. There are bottles in the fridge.) Someone suggested another growth spurt, but I didn't think he was feeding much more than usual, since he kept stopping eating to look around and/or play, even when he was the one to start the feeding.
Unfortunately it wasn't his *only* record broken yesterday, but the other one had to do with those terrible bodily fluids; skip this paragraph if that bugs you. But really, he did get his longest distance of arc from change table across the floor. (Yes, we cover him up in case. He sprayed off the cloth. I was just too far away to prevent it, though I did get it back in place.) THAT felt much more like an "argh, welcome to motherhood" moment than the long hours of not-sleeping did.
Sigh. He does need to learn to play a bit more while I'm in the room but not holding him, or even while I leave it for five minutes. He can, sometimes (not today; he seemed unhappy unless held ALL afternoon), but often he either starts fussing soon, or can only be kept quiet by continuously winding the mobile. I can only take so many repetitions of "Winnie the Pooh" before I decide it might be worth it to pick him up.
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No, really, I'm not all mama all the time. Just mostly. :P The writing meme post is coming right after this one.
We did do the SCA event last Saturday (We meant to at least go to the archery range Friday night for that part, and just both of us got distracted and busy.) Colin made Joseph garb to match his; late period pants, shirt and hat, though not pluderhosen. Not for what he admitted would be worn about once before they don't fit him. And we got to talk to a lot of people, and pass the baby around, and introduce him to the other baby and toddlers (This "Other people my size" thing is still pretty awesome to him), see court (where Joseph decided it was time to eat - conveniently just *after* he was called up), and eat feast uninterrupted since he opted to nap. And had friends over afterward for some more chatting and drinks.(I had to wait until Joseph was done eating and pretty clearly asleep to have the drink part myself. OOps.) And we're planning a turkey dinner tomorrow. And a possible game night Sunday or Monday.
BU there are still days I feel very housebound.
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COLIN GOT A JOB! Well, they're writing up the letter of offer. But it's for more than he was making at his last workplace, and he's thought all along that it sounded interesting. And yes, at this point, I *could* manage for the day without him, so long as he's willing to help in the evenings. (Besides, if I desperately need a hand, Grandma Eleanore is often willing...)
So I started a post yesterday when Joseph finally went down for what looked like it would be a long nap at 7ish, which would have been his first *real* nap since morning... from which he woke in 20 minutes, and proceeded to stay awake until just after 1 AM. (I'd resolved that if he wasn't drifting off on his own by One, I *would* get my walk in, taking him out in the snugli to get him to rest. But he was starting to settle by then.)
From which he woke at 7:25. (Which meant Élise was sitting on the floor looking at me intently, and immediately meowed for breakfast.) Which is a record easily for longest sleep in one stretch. (5 1/2 was the last confirmed. There was one that might have been 6, if you excluded a 10-15 minutes wakeful session to change a diaper.) And slept again hourly or less through the morning -- which meant I got eight hours, albeit not all in one stretch, and a shower. He had TWO other actual naps this afternoon, and is down again now. (I hope not for too long, or he may not have a sleep in the middle of the night, but I'm hoping long enough for me to eat supper and risk a walk. There are bottles in the fridge.) Someone suggested another growth spurt, but I didn't think he was feeding much more than usual, since he kept stopping eating to look around and/or play, even when he was the one to start the feeding.
Unfortunately it wasn't his *only* record broken yesterday, but the other one had to do with those terrible bodily fluids; skip this paragraph if that bugs you. But really, he did get his longest distance of arc from change table across the floor. (Yes, we cover him up in case. He sprayed off the cloth. I was just too far away to prevent it, though I did get it back in place.) THAT felt much more like an "argh, welcome to motherhood" moment than the long hours of not-sleeping did.
Sigh. He does need to learn to play a bit more while I'm in the room but not holding him, or even while I leave it for five minutes. He can, sometimes (not today; he seemed unhappy unless held ALL afternoon), but often he either starts fussing soon, or can only be kept quiet by continuously winding the mobile. I can only take so many repetitions of "Winnie the Pooh" before I decide it might be worth it to pick him up.
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No, really, I'm not all mama all the time. Just mostly. :P The writing meme post is coming right after this one.
We did do the SCA event last Saturday (We meant to at least go to the archery range Friday night for that part, and just both of us got distracted and busy.) Colin made Joseph garb to match his; late period pants, shirt and hat, though not pluderhosen. Not for what he admitted would be worn about once before they don't fit him. And we got to talk to a lot of people, and pass the baby around, and introduce him to the other baby and toddlers (This "Other people my size" thing is still pretty awesome to him), see court (where Joseph decided it was time to eat - conveniently just *after* he was called up), and eat feast uninterrupted since he opted to nap. And had friends over afterward for some more chatting and drinks.(I had to wait until Joseph was done eating and pretty clearly asleep to have the drink part myself. OOps.) And we're planning a turkey dinner tomorrow. And a possible game night Sunday or Monday.
BU there are still days I feel very housebound.
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