Since we found out we were expecting a baby this fall I have been asking Daddy to convert Avy's crib into a day bed. Well, the silly rails that keep kids in are "unavailable". I called to see if they were on backorder or what, but all I was told was that I could put my name on a list and be notified when they were available for purchase. How annoying!
It has been about six weeks now since that happened. While changing the crib bedding I decided to just put the mattress on the floor and see how that went. Well Avy seemed to love lying down in it and reading with me before bed. She was all tucked in with her light-up turtle but as soon as the light went out...she freaked out. We heard her crying and yelling "night night". I went in and the poor thing was standing in the middle of the room in utter blackness. So Daddy came in and took the front off the crib to turn it into a day bed...without a rail.
We put pillows underneath an started the bedtime process again. She went straight to sleep. I'll add photos soon (we have a horribly annoying camera that takes hours to upload even 10 photos).
First check: Avy was right on the corner of the mattress with her left arm dangling off the crib. I took a picture and pushed her to the middle.
Second check: sleeping soundly in the center.
Third check: around 6am Avy was in the middle of the bedroom floor, face down into the carpet, knees tucked under and her butt in the air.
Fourth check: I heard her reading "Buddha puddha" AKA "Mr. Doodle's Poodle". She was up in her day bed with pillows propped and a pile of books. So I climbed into bed with her to read.
I am sad to learn that the bed only handles 125 pounds. Me and my big pregnant belly just wont fit with 25lb Avy. :( Oh well, it was fun to do it at least once.
Nap time has come and gone and Avy has done nothing but read in her bed. We'll see how night #2 goes in the day bed. I look forward to the first time she gets out of bed and comes into our room to wake us. Awwwwww
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Godiva
Godiva should probably start paying me for advertising. I'm going through some crazy pregnancy craving stage where the only thing that sounds good is chocolate..and not just any chocolate. Just the kind that melts in your mouth and is so strong in flavor that you really can't eat more than one at once. I've Tweeted, Facebook status updated (twice), Private Messaged (6 people) and posted about 5 thread posts about Godiva and eating it as dinner.
Why...am I blogging about Godiva? Well, because I have reached that icky part of pregnancy where your hormones go kinda nuts. I feel extremely lonely and isolated. Which lead me to eat chocolate for breakfast, lunch, snack, dinner and bedtime snack for two days in a row. Don't worry, I ate other foods too. I still feel attacked my hormones. I've also been truly isolated because I have been participating in a challenge for one of my writing clients. I set out to produce an insane amount of pieces and this has required writing basically 19 hours out of each day. It ends on Monday night at midnight though... so not too much longer.
My other problem is that I have to keep a food log for my midwife. She's a tough gal. Not the stern, make you fear your life kind of tough. But she definitely tells you that if you want to work with her, you will do what she is recommending. Well, she actually says it more like, if you are like the other women I have worked with and truly want a VBAC, you will do this. Anyway, so eating truffles isn't exactly going along with what she recommends.
So yeah- I'm alone with my blog one last Godiva truffle, depressing pregnancy hormones and very little sleep.
Why...am I blogging about Godiva? Well, because I have reached that icky part of pregnancy where your hormones go kinda nuts. I feel extremely lonely and isolated. Which lead me to eat chocolate for breakfast, lunch, snack, dinner and bedtime snack for two days in a row. Don't worry, I ate other foods too. I still feel attacked my hormones. I've also been truly isolated because I have been participating in a challenge for one of my writing clients. I set out to produce an insane amount of pieces and this has required writing basically 19 hours out of each day. It ends on Monday night at midnight though... so not too much longer.
My other problem is that I have to keep a food log for my midwife. She's a tough gal. Not the stern, make you fear your life kind of tough. But she definitely tells you that if you want to work with her, you will do what she is recommending. Well, she actually says it more like, if you are like the other women I have worked with and truly want a VBAC, you will do this. Anyway, so eating truffles isn't exactly going along with what she recommends.
So yeah- I'm alone with my blog one last Godiva truffle, depressing pregnancy hormones and very little sleep.
Labels:
chocolate,
Godiva,
loneliness,
pregnancy,
working from home,
writing
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