I give, we are doing a party. I’ve decided the guys Lars spends the majority of his waking hours with (including many weekends) are basically ‘family’ so I’m inviting the small group over for cake that Miss Math will bake. It will be fun hopefully.
On her real birthday we webcam!
On some date in April we are doing a dinner or something with the daycare friends to celebrate that we managed to keep humans alive for a year (parent party).
Forgot to post this here! I mailed it out to a bunch of people but work continues to be a challenge so I had no time for extras. As a special bonus, one of my suppliers had a fire! Nobody was hurt and I think all my parts are ok but I need this like an extra hole in my head.
Anyway, this cuteness was captured over the past few weeks. I had too many cute outfits that I needed to spread them out. The ‘dyed in the wool’ gray outfit was a hand-me-down and fits perfect in the body and arms but they look like little shorts in the legs. I filled in the gap with the Irish Girl socks that used to be mine but I surged the foot part to fit Niamh and they are much cuter as baby knee socks then they were on me. The Irish dress is a gift from Josh and Karen – they got it specifically because of the Irish-ness of the name Niamh. They even went to the Irish boutique in St Paul to get it. To me (and Dad agrees) it looks just like a dress my grandfathers company would have made and reminds me alot of things we had when my sisters and I were little. I was the first really nice day when we took a walk to the park for some swinging, sliding, and pictures. The last ‘kiss me’ shirt is something I bought and Lars picked it for the actual St Patrick’s day outfit so we had an excuse to kiss her bunches.
Like I said yesterday, we didn’t exactly celebrate but we did discuss that if the US totally tanks that we are moving to Ireland. I’m sure the economy is just as bad or worse but it was fun to talk about.
I was at school last night but Lars reported that she fell asleep with a minimal fuss so night three probably less then 10min.
Tonight we went into town for some shopping and we had dinner but we were back in time for bed and again, under 10 min. I think we have success!
The negative is her poor voice is all worn out 😦 She is also catching a cold but not a bad one so maybe everything will still be ok. She most definitely knows what we want because I put her down tonight and told her to lie down and she did it and I pat her back a little and she seemed happy. She actually woke up about 15min after she was asleep and I did the back pat thing again and she was out again really fast. I know all this detail about Niamh sleeping must be awesomely interesting but there isn’t really alot else going on.
This weekend we need to assemble our Ikea cabinates and clean, hot hot plans.
Last week…. amid long drawn out rituals of bedtime where Niamh basically cried unless we obeyed her every whim (her whims were wanting to be held, watch tv with us, and unfettered access to the milk bar while randomly kicking my dinner) I came to the conclusion that this must end. She was crying anyway so why not have it be productive.
3/16 – bedtime;bath with lavender, diaper, PJ’s, story or 2, and a little night time nursing that she more or less fought. Go to her room and rock/sway while she winds up. Put her in her bed apx 8:15 and left.
8:15-8:40 constant angry crying – I did my eyebrows and sorted the mail.
8:40 I go in to comfort her and she winds up more, leave after about two min
9pm we crack and go get her. Feeling of parental failure abound (only a little)
9:05 – milk bar flowing, I’m eating my dinner over her and I drink a beer hoping she will atleast sleep well from this point on.
3/16 – renewed fortitude, team parent WILL win. Internet assures us that up to 2 hours of crying can happen. She was mad crying, not hungry or hurt or even sad – just mad. I used the mental image of putting $10 on the table ever 5min she cried and if I gave in I lost it all. Plus, this really is better for us all and at this point she won’t remember anything.
Same basic bedtime except no bath and we walk around a little with the sling. In bed at 8:15 screaming again. This time I stay with her for 15min telling her it is ‘ok’ and she mostly stares at me and screams.
8:30 reassure her for the millionth time that I love her and shut the door.
set watch for 5 min intervals.
Lars and I trade going in for 1 min every 5, then 10, then 15, then another 15, and we were rounding the third 15 when she fell asleep!!!! We made sure she was still breathing and she was curled up in a tiny ball in her crib but otherwise ok.
She remains asleep until 11:45 nurses, goes back to sleep. I call this a win, Day 1; an hour and 10min roughly. During this we watched The Tutors and I remarked repeatedly that while the sets and story are great, they are not wearing any underwear and it is disturbing.
3/17 – we have to go to Ikea because our cabinet doors have arrived so we ironically I ate Swedish meatballs and Lars had a greek salad on St Patricks day. If it helps, we are drinking a beer now at home. Anyway, this was an off routine day but I was not going to let that stop me. Niamh fell asleep on the way home but woke up for PJ and diaper change at 8:30.
8:30-8:35 things were looking good, she was leaning on me and acting sleepy
8:36 put her in crib and mad howling begins, I stay about 2 min and then leave
8:50 crying has been on and off but she is still going so I go and pat her back. She seems to be glad I’m there but not manically trying to climb the crib to cling to me. I put her nuk in her mouth and that makes a big difference (this time, all other times she tossed it,sometimes at me) and she even put her head down. I spent 5 min patting her back and she was up and down a bunch of times.
8:55 I leave with her pretty calm but not asleep.
Next 10 min off an on whimpers but never a full on wail and then quiet. 9:15 asleep! Day 2; 40 min. I spent the next 20 min reading stuff for school and then began documenting this saga. Sorry if this is dull to people but I want to accurately remember this in the future not idealize it.
The good thing is that this method is not mom or dad exclusive since we traded back and forth and no nursing was involved at all so tomorrow when I’m at school Lars can do this. I’m hopeful that the 3 day rule works and by the weekend she might go to bed with little fuss. …
I still owe a post on the visit from Mom and my sister and her boys and more then pictures of my current home improvement projects but yesterday was Niamh turned 11 months old! I’ve missed writing something specific for most of her month birthdays and that is more or less because I’m too busy living them that I can record them. I’m hopeful that I’ve captured some of the milestones and memories from the past 11 months but I know I didn’t do a very good job at documenting my feelings. I’m very pleased that so many people read this but I’m also slightly embarrassed to be all mushy mushy about my baby. I read a few other ‘mommy’ blogs and I agree with basically every sentiment they said so I am confident that I am middle of the road with my feelings both overwhelming love, can’t imagine a different baby then her, pride and joy as she does stuff like smile or walk or hug (mushy mushy) and the less glamorous set of feelings; lost, frustrated, having no idea what is going on, too tired or just wanting a day to myself. Thank goodness for the internet or I might have thought I was nuts because I bounce to both ends of the spectrum about a million times a day.
Another reason to bless the internet is that it tells me what the baby is supposed to be doing and what I should be doing to/for/with/about various actions. Some of the advice is obviously for morons (try telling your baby ‘no’ when they bite) and most is reasonable but over the past few weeks I’ve been told its time to plan a gala party for the now mobile carpet lump. I have no idea what I’m going to really do, my whole life usually the entire family usually just shows up around 6 at the birthday kids house and there is cake (from a mix) and presents and my entire family is a party but this article suggest there should be a theme and other kids etc. and I think that is a bit nutty for a 1 year old. They did have a link to a different article about what to get a 1 year old and that was actually worth reading, I agree on everything except the loud toys. Living in MN I don’t expect family to be able to just drop over at 6 so I suppose I should do something about invitations and a date and all. The other challenge is that her birthday is on a Tuesday, I’m not really overly concerned for the same reason I’m unconcerned about the theme or guest list – she just does not care – and that does take alot of the pressure off.
So in 30 days expect a bunch of pictures of some sort of party that will include cake 🙂
So my quick post from last week proclaimed to the world that our baby has joined the world of bipeds. She still gets around much more quickly crawling and that is her go-to mode still but walking allows her to carry stuff (not in her mouth) and she gets alot of joy from bringing things to and fro. She also started stacking things, I’m sure that is a milestone of some sort, but she is an obsessive stacker and will stack and unstack and re stack things, even things that don’t really need to be stacked. All this physical development is cool and I definitely give partial credit to daycare, but I wish she spoke English not just baby goat.
She is still the highpoint of my day. Right now work particularly sucks is full of opportunities since another supplier has bitten the big one and I must resource and re-validate four items. The charming part of this one is each item belogs to a different engineering group so I either need to find times that work for four different engineers, or, do four meetings weekly until this is fixed. At least we are good at this process, this is the second supplier to ‘die’ recently. I thought Obama was going to fix this? In some ways I’m glad for the challange and I’m very glad to be necessary to my job so I’ll keep doing the best I can. The down side it this seriously cuts into my blog reading and writing time.
I have finally finished one organization/home improvement project, the orange wall and shelf mission. This started about a month or more ago and slowly slowly got done. Tonight I finally got the stuff up and semi arranged. Lars was a good help and Niamh even helped today by handing me stuff. It probably took a month because I kept choosing napping or TV watching to actually doing but relaxation is as good as organization.