Time for another 'Day in the Life' post! I have only done a few of these over the past couple of years, but decided that this year I'd set out to have one from each season of 2015 to look back on. Probably all because of Carter, because time is flying by and I want to capture as much as I can of this point in our lives. I get such a kick out of reading my winter DITL post when Carter was a wee 6 weeks old. Oh how things have changed, and how I've forgotten! So? Here I am for the Spring edition. Click over to My Life in Transition to see the other DITL participants! Saturday, April 11, 2015 Carter is 17 weeks old, just one day shy of 4 months 12:08am | I hear Carter cry and stumble out of bed. It's a good thing we rearranged our room and my side of the bed is now the closest to the door. His eyes are still closed, but he wants his pacifier. I plug it in his mouth and he settles instantly. 1:25am | Ugh, more cries. When do you learn to put the pacifier bac...
I wasn't sure I would do another Day in the Life so soon, but if I've learned anything these last 5+ weeks, it's that time is scarily fleeting with a newborn, and I want to bottle up as many memories as I can. Even the not-so-pretty ones. So here it goes! Wednesday, January 21, 2015 Carter is 5 weeks, 5 days old. Jon and I are...old. 2:00am | I wake to crying and realize I am on the couch. It takes me a minute to remember why I'm downstairs and not in bed. Oh yes, Jon woke me shortly before midnight to tell me that Carter was sound asleep in his bouncer downstairs, but that he himself needed to get to bed (he works, so I try to take on nighttime duties). So I stumbled downstairs and crashed on the couch. Carter is now crying, 5 hours after his last feeding! Pretty remarkable. I grab the munchkin, chuckle at his adorable quivering lower lip, and get myself situated on the couch to nurse. He screams as I am just not moving fast enough for his liking, and starts ...
I'm jumping on board the "Day in the Life" train that Navigating the Mothership is promoting this week. I find it interesting to read about other people's day-to-day lives and thought I would participate for once. I won't make promises that you'll be entertained by my day, as it was about as ordinary as it can get. But here it is, for what it's worth. Wednesday, April 24, 2013 4:45am: Wake up to husband gently (but annoyingly) snoring and give him a gentle shove. That doesn’t work, so I shove him a little harder. He stops snoring momentarily but starts up again. Sigh. I grab at his opposite shoulder to try to rotate him onto his stomach, and it works! Quiet again, and I drift back to sleep. 5:40am: Alarm goes off, and I wake from a dream. Of course I don’t remember it, but I know it was a doosy. I roll out of bed immediately, as I always do, and stumble into the bathroom. Shower, dressed,...
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