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,