"I should not talk so much about myself if there were any body else whom I knew as well."
-Henry David Thoreau

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Teething

Teething is cruel.  It turns the sweetest & happiest of babies into irrational & angry babies.  Those irrational & angry babies make for tired & grumpy mommas.  Well, at my house, anyway.  Until the last week or so, Eleanor was in a good routine of going to sleep about 7:30pm & sleeping a solid 12-13 hours.  I was really liking the whole "sleeping til 8:30am" thing.  Not anymore.  I think all of this crawling has her overly exhausted and many evenings we are just trying to make it until 7 so we can give her a bottle & put her to bed.  And then she wakes up at 6am and wants to stay awake.  Gone are the days of laying her in our bed in the mornings and snuggling up for another hour of sleep.  Now it's more like holding her down & praying that she might actually go back to sleep while keeping your eyes closed tight to protect from pokey little baby fingers that are way more curious than they are sleepy.  The last two days have been particularly grumpy and now a new bottom tooth is starting to break through.  Ah, good ol' teeth.  This morning she was up at 5:30am.  Have I ever mentioned that I'm a tad bit grumpy when I'm tired & sleepy?  And that I'm not a morning person?  It's true.  All that being said, we've got a generally happy, always inquisitive, into everything 10 month old who pretty well calls the shots around here. 
I finally painted Eleanor's toenails for the first time & she's quite impressed.  She points them out several times a day & wants to see my toes, too. 

 Mac
 My garden is coming along. Zucchini, squash, and cucumbers are growing nicely. 
 Both tomato plants are growing well, but I'm not so sure about the two okra plants.  Once is growing, one is not.  We'll see. 
 Getting in a workout on the treadmill is a bit more complicated now than it was a month ago.  She's all over the place, so I just keep the door to the bonus room shut and keep an eye on her. 

 Thank goodness for this gate that keeps her away from the treadmill.  Also, it's funny to watch her try to chew her way through the bars :-)  "Hey mom, whatcha doing?" 
 This morning she & Grandpa had a dance off in the living room. 
 She pulls up to her knees on her own and if she finds that she's a bit too far away from whatever she's pulling up on, she will walk her knees up to get closer.  She's not quite pulled to her feet on her own yet, but she's quite happy to stand there for extended periods of time if you put her there.  Also, the leg rolls that show through her leggings are squishy & cute. 
 Minutes later she was back to crying for no particular reason.  Good times (insert sarcasm here). 
 And a few other pictures from the good camera. 

 Reading bedtime books with Daddy. 

 If Drew isn't in the room with us, she just assumes he's in his office.  And now she can crawl in there to see for sure.  I even took her in there so she could see he wasn't in there, but no sooner that I shut the doors to his office & carried her into the other room, she crawled back to the doors to look again.  Somebody likes her daddy.