I was going to post about something, but now I can't remember what it is. So I'll share some thoughts.
I just spent 2 hours rocking/feeding Hannah to sleep. She was getting really good at putting herself to sleep for a while, and then she got a cold. All of our routines went out the window with that cold. When I called the nurse, they said no medicine, just a vaporizer and extra feedings. Those extra feedings turned into feeding her to sleep for a week and a half, so now we're back to square one. At least once she finally falls asleep she's asleep for a good 8-9 hours...(here's to hoping I haven't jinxed myself tonight!)
Nursing is the best thing ever, except it gives me such a sweet tooth. I am currently enjoying Daniel's mint chocolate ice cream from Christmas (with his permission of course). I love the convenience of breast feeding. I've never had to heat up a bottle or measure formula in the middle of the night. I love that she's getting immunity boosts from me, and I love that she has been such a healthy baby. I also love that I'm losing weight nursing. If I could find the motivation to actually add exercise to my routine, I might be able to make it to my pre-wedding weight... But then again, there's that sweet tooth, and a serious lack of self discipline.
I got my hair cut a couple of weeks ago. The lady I normally go to had a baby, so I figured I'd go with my mom to Fantastic Sam's and save a few dollars. Not really my brightest idea, and definitely not worth the money I saved.. The lady who cut my hair was nice and all, but it has taken me two weeks to figure out how to style it. I ended up switching the side I part my hair on, and this has finally made my haircut work. I take the same picture with me each time I get my hair cut, but it always looks different in the end. I'm going to go ahead and stick with my original stylist, assuming she comes back from maternity leave.
We've had snow the last couple of days, and I haven't wanted to interrupt Hannah's naps to go to play group or exercise group in the mornings, so I've been feeling really closed in...cabin fever if you will. Tomorrow I will get out and about, I hope.
I've been
trying to post more regularly. I love reading over my old posts, and I want to make sure to document our daily lives, especially now we've got a little one. If my mom had blogged when I was a baby, I'm sure I'd love reading it today.
I have all these post ideas floating around in my brain throughout the day, and when I sit down with my laptop in the evening, my mind goes blank.
Who knows what I originally intended to post...I guess tonight, random is all you get.