More Bloggers Block...

More random ramblings from my living room while I try and conquer bloggers block.  Thanks for sticking in there with me.

* Dekker has been napping beautifully at daycare-- consistent 3 hour stretches, but giving me fits the last several days.  What's up with that?  He went down later than usual today and I can hear him singing to himself right now.  "Go to sleep child."  I have had to start reminding myself that he is not disappointing, even when his napping is.  It nearly infuriates me.

* Yesterday Dekker used actual words in context.  Dave and I were driving with him in the backseat to church and we were both eating bananas.  Dekker starting whining from the backseat "BNana, BNana."  Adorable.   I rewarded his whining with a little piece of "BNana."  Then fed him supper at church.  Have you seen him eat?  Trust me, he's not going hungry.

* I am considering taking the "Train the Trainer" class through Boys Town Parenting classes.  I really need some help at work, plus I figure it is great info for Dave and I to have.  My delima: I need to take the older kids class for work, but want to take the younger kids class personally.  And, I want to take Love and Logic through Jewish Family Services.  My normal standard would be to take all the classes and compare them and just love that research/gathering information phase.  But I don't have the hours in the day (or night!) to take parenting classes and workshops all over town for various age groups!

* I am helping teach one hour of the Grace University "Group Counseling" class this fall on Thursday nights.  I am thrilled.  It will take away my 7PM slot on Thursday nights at work, but I am mostly glad it fell on a work night so I'm not away from home an additional night.  They only teach the class in the fall, so it is a pretty short commitment.  I'm looking forward to the challenge, and a little worried that I won't know what's going on and the students will look at me and think, "Why is she here?  I know more than she does."

* After singing to himself for 48 minutes, I just went back into Dekker's room, checked his diaper, rocked him and turned the fan on.  "Common buddy, you need a nap!"  Dekker loves a pitch dark napping arena.  This is my fault.  I was so desperate to get him to sleep during his first few months that I created this awful habit.  Now, I am all but to foil his bedroom window but keep reconsidering for fear our neighbors will think we're growing meth.  Do I just indulge the darkness or try and teach him to nap when it's lighter?  I say napping doesn't last forever so I might be ordering those black out curtains from JCPenny soon!  They're all on sale this week.  Don't worry, we already have the blackout blinds.  I just want to add curtains, too.

* I love the website One Step Ahead. Just wanted to share!

* I've been wanting to actually decorate Dekker's room.  My Grandma died when I was about 36 weeks pregnant, and I spent a lot of time on the road and writing her eulogy the last month when I had hoped to decorate.  I've NEVER regretted his bare walls for the final memories with Grandma.  But I've been thinking that I would like to do something that would transition to his toddler room someday.  Solar System?  No.  Sports?  Not for us.  Huskers?  Overdone.  I have been thinking and thinking and just can't decide.  Until now.  I'm inspired.  Western.  Lookout buckaroos.  We have us a rootin' tootin' bedroom to put together.  I'm thinking cow prints, handkerchiefs, denim, blues and reds and rope.  I'm pretty sure my Mom's mom and dad have plenty of hand-me-downs and belt buckles to make this happen on a pretty good budget.  I love it already.  Plus, I would love to have some of Mimi and Papa's stuff in our house!

*Dekker is still awake.  He's been in there happily talking to himself for one hour and 7 minutes.

* I'm going to Women of Faith this weekend.  I'm looking forward.  I sign up for these things remembering how I felt last time I went and was walking out. Kinda like the gym, I sometimes dread going in but love coming out.  Not that I'm not thrilled to go-- but you know, buying the ticket, arranging daycare, driving downtown, being with a mass group of people (always kinda freaks me out), etc. etc.  Some friends and I got a hotel room downtown for Friday night.  Yay!

* Deep Breath.  I've gained back some of the 13 lbs I lost.  I can't decide if this is legitimate gain, or water/hormones/etc.  I don't feel like I've gained that much back.  I'm about to the point of making a great big change or giving up.  Maybe I'll just get pregnant again so I can forget it all for a good year.  Hahaha.  That was a joke.  For the most part.  No, I am not pregnant.

* Another deep breath.  (Aren't you glad you stuck around long enough in this post to get to the confessions?) I'm 6 days into p90x.  I haven't lost a pound and am so sore I can barely walk down stairs or sit down, but I'm trying to trust the "system."

* So curious to see what Dekker does tomorrow at daycare at nap time.

* More deep breaths.  I'm having my house deep cleaned Thursday by a cleaning lady referral from a friend.  I am so happy.  She is so reasonably priced.  All weekend I was stressed about our house and then I reminded myself that Mary is coming Thursday.  Glorious.  But since I work late on Thursday nights I don't go in until noon.  And I don't want to sit around my house while it's being cleaned (the definition of LAZY, mono or not).  What to do.  What to do.

* Has Dekker been in his crib for nearly 90 minutes and still talking to himself?  Yes.  Am I going to go get him before he falls asleep?  Absolutely not.  This could be partly my fault.  I may have missed his "nap window" by keeping him out too late-- he kinda got a "second wind" when we got home from a fantastic morning playdate.  Sometimes I think he's more flexible than he is.  But common buddy!

That's all for now.

On the journey,

Stef