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longstrider started work, the entire household has had to make a big adjustment: for the first time in six months, there's only one parent home with the toddler all day. Specifically, I've had to make the big adjustment, from being the one working and not spending much extended time with K during the day to being home with her all day again. It's actually been closer to a year since I've done the all day, every day child care grind, since we put K in part time daycare last January. I'm looking for a job, but I've decided not to look too hard for a couple months until K has settled into our new life better. And in any case, jobs don't necessarily come instantly. So I'm back in the stay at home parenting mode.
So far, it's going pretty well. It helps that K is going through an especially good period right now, cuddly and good natured, and most importantly, napping well. We've set up a good pattern of getting up and having breakfast, short morning nap (she may be giving that up, which I don't mind, but I would like her to just do it so I can readjust the schedule), eat lunch and get out of the house for a couple hours. Then back home for the long afternoon nap, get up and have a snack and play until Daddy gets home. I find the getting out of the house is key to keeping us both happy, and K is cooperating wonderfully, happily entertaining herself in the back of the car and charming people wherever we go.
Which is why I was so unprepared by the awful night we had last night. She went down fine, but woke up at about ten. We went in and offered food, the standard first response, and then left to let her go back to sleep. But instead of falling asleep, she didn't fuss, or cry, but babble to herself. And when I went back in, she was dressed in only her diaper, despite the fact that we had put her sleep sack on backwards, a trick she repeated twice today. Yes, she has figured out how to undo a zipper going down her back, which impresses me since that's a maneuver I have trouble with. I've upped the ante by putting a safety pin through the zipper, but I'm not sure what we're going to do if that fails.
Since Houdini wasn't acting at all hungry and was alternating between wanting to cuddle and acting like she was ready to party, I wound up taking her to watch tv with me and cuddle. She didn't wind up going back to sleep until midnight, and was awake again at 4 and then six before being up for the day at 8. Blargh.
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Unpacking is continuing at a slow and steady pace. I uncovered the kitchen table today and found our plates and silverware. We even have casseroles now! Soon there will be tuna hotdishes as far as the eye can see. Or maybe not, since I'm not a Minnesota Lutheran and don't especially care for tuna. But there's a definite possibility of chicken enchilada casserole. One of our trips out this week was to Trader Joe's, where a two quart bottle of rice milk costs less than the one quart bottle at our nearby grocery store. They also had artichoke tortellini, which have the distinction of being the first filled pasta I've been able to find that doesn't have cheese in it, and that K can therefore eat. I foresee a long and happy relationship with Trader Joe's in our future.
longstrider started work, the entire household has had to make a big adjustment: for the first time in six months, there's only one parent home with the toddler all day. Specifically, I've had to make the big adjustment, from being the one working and not spending much extended time with K during the day to being home with her all day again. It's actually been closer to a year since I've done the all day, every day child care grind, since we put K in part time daycare last January. I'm looking for a job, but I've decided not to look too hard for a couple months until K has settled into our new life better. And in any case, jobs don't necessarily come instantly. So I'm back in the stay at home parenting mode.So far, it's going pretty well. It helps that K is going through an especially good period right now, cuddly and good natured, and most importantly, napping well. We've set up a good pattern of getting up and having breakfast, short morning nap (she may be giving that up, which I don't mind, but I would like her to just do it so I can readjust the schedule), eat lunch and get out of the house for a couple hours. Then back home for the long afternoon nap, get up and have a snack and play until Daddy gets home. I find the getting out of the house is key to keeping us both happy, and K is cooperating wonderfully, happily entertaining herself in the back of the car and charming people wherever we go.
Which is why I was so unprepared by the awful night we had last night. She went down fine, but woke up at about ten. We went in and offered food, the standard first response, and then left to let her go back to sleep. But instead of falling asleep, she didn't fuss, or cry, but babble to herself. And when I went back in, she was dressed in only her diaper, despite the fact that we had put her sleep sack on backwards, a trick she repeated twice today. Yes, she has figured out how to undo a zipper going down her back, which impresses me since that's a maneuver I have trouble with. I've upped the ante by putting a safety pin through the zipper, but I'm not sure what we're going to do if that fails.
Since Houdini wasn't acting at all hungry and was alternating between wanting to cuddle and acting like she was ready to party, I wound up taking her to watch tv with me and cuddle. She didn't wind up going back to sleep until midnight, and was awake again at 4 and then six before being up for the day at 8. Blargh.
***
Unpacking is continuing at a slow and steady pace. I uncovered the kitchen table today and found our plates and silverware. We even have casseroles now! Soon there will be tuna hotdishes as far as the eye can see. Or maybe not, since I'm not a Minnesota Lutheran and don't especially care for tuna. But there's a definite possibility of chicken enchilada casserole. One of our trips out this week was to Trader Joe's, where a two quart bottle of rice milk costs less than the one quart bottle at our nearby grocery store. They also had artichoke tortellini, which have the distinction of being the first filled pasta I've been able to find that doesn't have cheese in it, and that K can therefore eat. I foresee a long and happy relationship with Trader Joe's in our future.
