Random Assortment of Thoughts
I am so bad at updating. If I don't do it first thing in the morning, Ellie wakes up and I have no free moment again. Sure, I can read the Internets all day long, but I never have a moment of peace to compose anything.
I ran yesterday. I've been listening to Ron Moore's BSG podcasts while I do it. The route is almost exactly the length of the podcast and really makes the whole run fly by. Someone at b.org suggested this and it was a great idea. Anyway, my pubic symphasis (why couldn't I have an injury without the word "pubic" in it) didn't ache yesterday or last night. Progress, maybe? I'm hopeful.
Ellie wanted to nurse a lot last night. I always feel like I'm a bad mom because she's not sleeping the whole night through. Then she gets really crabby for a few day s and then it dawns on me that it's another tooth. Maybe this time around I can just skip the guilt and assume it's a tooth.
Speaking of teeth, nursing seems to be back on track again. There was a five day period where she was biting me almost every time. I was doing all the stuff they say to do but none of it was working. If she weren't so totally dependent on me, I was thinking how nice it would be to have my boobs back and tooth-mark free. (That's the first time I really wanted to be done nursing.) But, now that the top tooth seems to be hurting less, she seems to have figured it out. She still bites (but not anywhere near as hard) when she's done if I'm not paying attention, that is pretty avoidable. The hardest part is that she used to fall asleep for her naps very easily while nursing. Not so much anymore. So, I try to use the swing and stroller more often. They aren't as reliable or pleasant as nursing, but it's going okay.
And now I hear a little voice calling me so I guess it's time to go.
eta: One more thing since Ellie's still asleep. When we got our two dogs, I was determined they would get exercise every day. They used to get two good walks a day and that is my goal although sometimes it's down to one now. Anyway, since Ellie was born, I put her in the Bjorn with a dog leash in each hand and off we go. Picking up poop is a pain but doable. Except that at 15 pounds, Ellie is starting to feel a bit heavy. The Bjorn hurts my shoulders and I find myself dreading putting it on.
I've been trying to think of alternatives. I can't do stroller/dogs. Well, I can, but it doesn't seem safe. They are good dogs, but there are so many squirrels and other wildlife here. I have the "if you need to, let go of the dog" mentality, but you can't always let go of the dog fast enough. When Joe goes to work late, he will stay with Ellie while I walk the dogs, but at least 3-4 times a week, he leaves the house before 5am. I'm not walking dogs at 5am through the woods. I've considered a fence (so the dogs could play outside, but we are moving so no way are we spending the money) and asking a neighborhood kid (but we have none; only older people).
Currently, I'm trying to walk the dogs at the golf course at dusk. Ellie's still in the Bjorn that way but it's much easier without the leashes. Of course, that ties me to walking at dusk which is not always convenient. Okay, enough typing about walking the dogs. I guess I should get out there and actually do it.
I ran yesterday. I've been listening to Ron Moore's BSG podcasts while I do it. The route is almost exactly the length of the podcast and really makes the whole run fly by. Someone at b.org suggested this and it was a great idea. Anyway, my pubic symphasis (why couldn't I have an injury without the word "pubic" in it) didn't ache yesterday or last night. Progress, maybe? I'm hopeful.
Ellie wanted to nurse a lot last night. I always feel like I'm a bad mom because she's not sleeping the whole night through. Then she gets really crabby for a few day s and then it dawns on me that it's another tooth. Maybe this time around I can just skip the guilt and assume it's a tooth.
Speaking of teeth, nursing seems to be back on track again. There was a five day period where she was biting me almost every time. I was doing all the stuff they say to do but none of it was working. If she weren't so totally dependent on me, I was thinking how nice it would be to have my boobs back and tooth-mark free. (That's the first time I really wanted to be done nursing.) But, now that the top tooth seems to be hurting less, she seems to have figured it out. She still bites (but not anywhere near as hard) when she's done if I'm not paying attention, that is pretty avoidable. The hardest part is that she used to fall asleep for her naps very easily while nursing. Not so much anymore. So, I try to use the swing and stroller more often. They aren't as reliable or pleasant as nursing, but it's going okay.
And now I hear a little voice calling me so I guess it's time to go.
eta: One more thing since Ellie's still asleep. When we got our two dogs, I was determined they would get exercise every day. They used to get two good walks a day and that is my goal although sometimes it's down to one now. Anyway, since Ellie was born, I put her in the Bjorn with a dog leash in each hand and off we go. Picking up poop is a pain but doable. Except that at 15 pounds, Ellie is starting to feel a bit heavy. The Bjorn hurts my shoulders and I find myself dreading putting it on.
I've been trying to think of alternatives. I can't do stroller/dogs. Well, I can, but it doesn't seem safe. They are good dogs, but there are so many squirrels and other wildlife here. I have the "if you need to, let go of the dog" mentality, but you can't always let go of the dog fast enough. When Joe goes to work late, he will stay with Ellie while I walk the dogs, but at least 3-4 times a week, he leaves the house before 5am. I'm not walking dogs at 5am through the woods. I've considered a fence (so the dogs could play outside, but we are moving so no way are we spending the money) and asking a neighborhood kid (but we have none; only older people).
Currently, I'm trying to walk the dogs at the golf course at dusk. Ellie's still in the Bjorn that way but it's much easier without the leashes. Of course, that ties me to walking at dusk which is not always convenient. Okay, enough typing about walking the dogs. I guess I should get out there and actually do it.