more animals
I actually laughed out loud. That doesn't happen often with the internet. So, now I know how the animals feel when you bring a little bundle of cuteness home.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
I always wondered what the pets thought
Things always seem funnier when you're tired. One night Elizabeth would not fall asleep. She wanted to be help and wouldn't accept anyone holding her but mommy. So, I'm holding my darling daughter and bored out of my mind. I don't want to turn on the tv because I'm afraid I'll keep her awake so I decided to surf the web. I went to the site I Can Has Cheezburger? It's got pictures of cats with captions. Seems like a stupid idea. However, it can be quite funny at times...especially when those times are between midnight and 4am and you haven't slept in two days. I went back there this morning when, after feeding Elizabeth and being unable to get back to sleep myself, and came across this picture.
more animals
I actually laughed out loud. That doesn't happen often with the internet. So, now I know how the animals feel when you bring a little bundle of cuteness home.
more animals
I actually laughed out loud. That doesn't happen often with the internet. So, now I know how the animals feel when you bring a little bundle of cuteness home.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Huh?
I took my daughter to the bookstore last week. I wanted to get out of the house and I figured I could look for a copy of Pat the Bunny for her. I'm wandering around Barnes and Noble in the children's section enjoying myself. Elizabeth is asleep in her stroller. As I've come to expect, people peer in at her and comment on her.
One woman looks at her and tells me how cute my little boy is. This has happened before and it doesn't bug me. Babies are hard to tell which gender they are. She asked her name and when I told her she looked shocked. Her response to me was, "I didn't know she was a girl. She's wearing green and I couldn't tell." She was actually huffy with me!
Umm...Huh? I wasn't rude or anything to her. I don't mind she mistaked my darling daughter for a boy. It happens. No biggy. However, her response with the color was what confused me and, frankly, pissed me off a bit. Elizabeth was in a pale mint. Ok...boys can wear that color. But, for the life of me, I've never seen a boy with bows and lace on their pale mint onesies. I also have never seen them with a pink blanket tucking them into their stroller. It could happen. I'm not denying that. But, if color is your reason for telling a boy and girl apart, look at the pink!
I looked at the woman and told her there were pink flowers on her pants (that the pink blanket was covering) and she seemed to feel a little better that my daughter was wearing something that showed her gender more clearly. As she walked away, I could only roll my eyes.
I guess I'll go out and exchange my grey and green stroller for a pink and purple one and make sure that my daughter is always in pink and purple dresses with bows in her hair. I sure wouldn't want to confuse anyone. I guess this lady thought that my daughter might grow up confused about her gender or something. It's a good think I didn't put her dark blue robot onesie on her that my sister bought. That woman would have probably had a stroke.
One woman looks at her and tells me how cute my little boy is. This has happened before and it doesn't bug me. Babies are hard to tell which gender they are. She asked her name and when I told her she looked shocked. Her response to me was, "I didn't know she was a girl. She's wearing green and I couldn't tell." She was actually huffy with me!
Umm...Huh? I wasn't rude or anything to her. I don't mind she mistaked my darling daughter for a boy. It happens. No biggy. However, her response with the color was what confused me and, frankly, pissed me off a bit. Elizabeth was in a pale mint. Ok...boys can wear that color. But, for the life of me, I've never seen a boy with bows and lace on their pale mint onesies. I also have never seen them with a pink blanket tucking them into their stroller. It could happen. I'm not denying that. But, if color is your reason for telling a boy and girl apart, look at the pink!
I looked at the woman and told her there were pink flowers on her pants (that the pink blanket was covering) and she seemed to feel a little better that my daughter was wearing something that showed her gender more clearly. As she walked away, I could only roll my eyes.
I guess I'll go out and exchange my grey and green stroller for a pink and purple one and make sure that my daughter is always in pink and purple dresses with bows in her hair. I sure wouldn't want to confuse anyone. I guess this lady thought that my daughter might grow up confused about her gender or something. It's a good think I didn't put her dark blue robot onesie on her that my sister bought. That woman would have probably had a stroke.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Sleep? What's that?
Today my daughter is seven weeks old. It's hard to believe that seven weeks ago I was in a hospital room sleeping. I think that was the last time I actually got a decent night's sleep.
Everyone always asks me if Elizabeth is sleeping through the night yet. That's a hard question to answer. She has slept for long stretches since we brought her home. The first night I had my husband wake her up because she hadn't fed in close to four hours. Big mistake!!! She screamed for the next four hours. I learned then, don't wake a sleeping baby.
So, fast forward to now. She'll sleep for long stretches but, for the most part, she likes to sleep from about midnight to 4am. She'll go longer if she's in her bouncer and we're bouncing her. But, is that really sleeping through the night? I'll tell you what, after an hour or two of bouncing her, my foot gets tired!
I think I'm going to try to find some counter space in this tiny apartment kitchen we're in and buy a coffee maker. I go back to work in just over a week and there's no way I can teach a bunch of third graders with two hours of sleep a night. I'll be lucky to find my classroom like this.
Oh! It's 11:18 and my husband just put Elizabeth in her crib. Cross your fingers. Maybe I'll get to sleep for a few hours. Ahhh...to dream.
Everyone always asks me if Elizabeth is sleeping through the night yet. That's a hard question to answer. She has slept for long stretches since we brought her home. The first night I had my husband wake her up because she hadn't fed in close to four hours. Big mistake!!! She screamed for the next four hours. I learned then, don't wake a sleeping baby.
So, fast forward to now. She'll sleep for long stretches but, for the most part, she likes to sleep from about midnight to 4am. She'll go longer if she's in her bouncer and we're bouncing her. But, is that really sleeping through the night? I'll tell you what, after an hour or two of bouncing her, my foot gets tired!
I think I'm going to try to find some counter space in this tiny apartment kitchen we're in and buy a coffee maker. I go back to work in just over a week and there's no way I can teach a bunch of third graders with two hours of sleep a night. I'll be lucky to find my classroom like this.
Oh! It's 11:18 and my husband just put Elizabeth in her crib. Cross your fingers. Maybe I'll get to sleep for a few hours. Ahhh...to dream.
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