Sad face

AJ has been crying nearly non-stop since she got home from daycare. To top that off, she only wants a bottle, no matter what's in it. It can be breastmilk or formula, but she won't eat from me. :( That makes me sad.

S-Factor decided to take her to Big R to give me a break. I should have gotten dinner ready and washed/mixed bottles for tomorrow but I decided to feed the horses and haul in firewood instead. I just had to get out of the house. I think maybe I'm striving for perfection where I shouldn't, but this house is semi-cluttered (in my mind) and it's driving me bonkers! I know it's not dirty, and it's hardly even considered cluttered really, but for me, it's not good enough. Not sure what's up with that, but oh well. So because I had to get out of the house for a few minutes, I went ahead and did his "chores". Little less for him to do when he gets home.

I have a commission of a horse I need to work on but I can't seem to find the time. It's hard to find enough time to breathe, much less work on outside work. I really enjoy that outside work though, when I actually HAVE the time to do it! LOL!

So it goes!

Politician?

I think we have a future Ms. President on our hands. Or at the very least a Senator. Again this morning she pointed at me and informed me what was what in her tiny infant world, in her unintelligible infant language. She was very serious too. There were no smiles or giggles during her speech. Only pointed and jabbering.

S-Factor's truck should be done by the end of today which means two glorious things: 1) We will have the camera back and I can post pics of A-Train, and 2) I won't have to leave the house tomorrow morning on my day off to take him to work... and then pick him up again later. I would let him just take the Jeep, but I want to get some Christmas shopping done. Can't really do that on a motorcycle. Plus it's -6 outside and I don't have heated motorcycle gear...

Speaking of the bike. I need to update the insurance on that sucker and make sure it's still running. It's been sitting for a year because it went into the shop shortly after we bought it last October, and then it was too cold to ride, and then in January is when I found out I was knockered up. So it has been sitting sadly in the garage like a forgotten puppy.

I got told

I got AJ up out of bed and proceeded to change her diaper. During this process, she decided I need to be put in my place. So she pointed her finger at me and started jabbering. Ok, so it was more like her finger was pointed and she was arbitrarily waving it around, but still, it was amusing.

Three days left of her antibiotics, and I'm SO happy that they helped her ear infection go away. She wasn't too difficult, I just hate knowing she is hurting and I can't fix it. She really didn't fuss too much considering the pain she was probably in, so I'm proud of her. I'm hoping teething goes the same way.

I intended to begin my "Picture a Day" project, but SOMEONE left the camera in his truck when he dropped his truck off to get fixed. *points finger at S-Factor* :P

Squirmy!

AJ woke up at 4:30 this morning... ack. She was just ready for the day. So I brought her into our room, fed her lying down, and hoped she would go back to sleep. No such luck. She laid there squirming and wiggling in her swaddle cloth until my alarm went off at 5:30, at which time, she promptly fell right to sleep. So it goes...

I got ready for work, made her bottles, etc., and finally went to get her ready for daycare at about 6 am. She was fussy at first (and I secretly giggled inside and shouted PAYBACK!!! in my head) but then she started looking around at everything like it was the most exciting thing ever, to include the ceiling, her hands, me, the carpet, etc. She was extra squiggly and excited today, which is always a mood-lifter. How can I be mad at her for waking me up so early when she is so darn cute!?

She was awake when we arrived at the daycare so I put her on the fluffy pillow under the lion-cube toy thing and she went to the business of kicking it like her life depended on it.

I must remember to take the camera to the daycare sometimes to snap a few pics of her playing. New project if I can manage to remember: Daily snapshot of AJ for an animated slideshow in a year to see her weed-like growing.

Did I mention it's 3 degrees out and the high is going to be 16 today? SIXTEEN! ONE SIX! Had to break out the huge, fur-lined, leather coat.

Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree

The tree is up! We had hoped to be able to put up a live, potted tree that we could plant in our yard come Spring, but it turns out you can only have one of those in your house for 7-10 days and then it releases its sap and dies. So fail on our part. I am not keen on the idea of cutting a tree every year just to put up for Christmas, so we settled on a fakey-fake, prelit one from Lowe's. I'm actually quite happy we chose it because it's really pretty and looks better than a real tree. Plus, it's not nearly as pokey-hurty. WOO! We also picked up a cheapy set of decorations. Our tradition is to buy one ornament for each other every Christmas (and now one for AJ) so that in a few years, we will have meaningful and cute ornaments that we thought each other would like. But for now, sparkly balls!

I wrapped a couple of the gifts we got in the mail (thanks Susanne and Shawny!!) so that she has something to "open" on Christmas. Read: "open" = kick/flail at/play with the wrapping paper.

I'll have to post a photo of it soon. I must get in the habit of taking more photographs since I get stalked and harassed daily for them! LOL! Just kidding, I love that everyone is so interested in what's up with us. Ok, I'm not delusional, I know y'all only want to hear updates about AJ!

With that in mind, she stares at the tree like it's the most beautifulest and interesting thing she has ever seen.

Sleeping is going well

AJ is down for the night, and I'm working on artses. It's good to see her snoozing so cozily up there so that I can get "me" stuff done!

The sleeping situation is going really well for now. I know that with babies, they can switch it up at any time and might not sleep as well later, but right now, she konks out immediately.

Our routine since she was about 3-4 weeks old is to bathe her (if it's a bath night), feed her, rock/read to her, and then put her in her crib all swaddled up. For the last week or so, she is usually asleep before we even stand up out of the glider to put her in her crib. She generally falls asleep immediately, sans binky, and sleeps until (between) 1-3 am. Then she usually sleeps till I wake her for daycare.

Hopefully, teething doesn't mess up the routine, but we'll cross that toothy bridge when we get there.

And I thought HE went through clothes!

I was amazed and awe-struck when S-Factor and I first moved into our house at the amount of laundry one filthy man can accumulate. He would get up in the morning and put on his "yard pants" (Carhartt jeans that are now very very smudgey and oily and dirty and firewoodey) and putter around the yard, mowing pastures or else randomly digging holes in garden-type areas. After he was done with his manchores and with being a general all around GUY in the outsideworld, he would come inside and completely change his garments, right down to his man panties.

Side note: he wears his socks inside out. On PURPOSE! I think I can't be married to him anymore.

On Topic: So then he started work last year and he wears NICE clothes to work (another side note: we bought his entire work wardrobe for fiddy dollah at GOODWILL! Eddie Bauer and J. Crew stuff ikidyounot), and then he would come home and change into his man playclothes and go get dirty in the yard/pasture/driveway/whereverhegoeswheni'mnotlooking, and THEN he would come in and change into his evening attire. Which, I will have you know, is NOT Hefner type PJs and a cigar. It's more like gloves and his Cartman slippers.

Where was I? Ah yesh, laundry. How am I doing a load of delicates EVERY DAY for someone who doesn't even dress herself!?