Last night Elliot slept from 9:45 pm to 6 am.
I am overjoyed.
Of course, I'm trying not to get my hopes up, I mean, he's been sick,
and he'd had a long fussy day, and he spent the last 45 minutes before
he went to sleep upset (because he'd been trying to fall asleep since
8:15) and, plus, even if all conditions had been perfect that STILL
doesn't mean he'll replicate the result. Still...
He slept all night long.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Of course, I didn't sleep all night long. I woke up every two hours,
expecting Elliot to wake up. I'd get up, pee, check and make sure
yes, he really was asleep and yes, he really was still alive, and go
back to bed. Still, it's WAY better to do that then to actually have
to put him back to sleep. :)
Aside from that... Elliot's eating food now. He's a little shy of six
months, but every time I ate he would watch me like a hawk, and if I
was holding him he'd try to grab my food. So... I caved. Ah well. He
seems to be taking it well. Rice cereal he could take or leave, but
bananas are GREAT. And that's all we've done so far, because he only
started food on Thursday. Next up... steamed carrots. Probably looks
better than banana in the hair.
And you know what's weird? I think he's actually been breastfeeding
MORE since he started eating. Now, does that make any sense? No it
does not, but whatever. As long as his tummy is full and he's not
getting any allergies I'm happy.
I'll attach a picture or two to the bottom of this email, but anyone
who wants to see a whole gallery of the little man should go to
flickr, and look for mikelwaxler under "people."
What else, non Elliot related... Waxor has had a cold, I am getting
his cold, and I am, despite the extra sleep, a little tired. I got
tickets for my trip to SC, I'm going from August 11th through the
21st, and those of you in the area, I'll let you know when I know what
our whole schedule is going to be like.
The house is a disaster area. I'm not entirely sure when that
happened, I had been keeping on top of it, but sometime in the last
week I totally lost mygrip on cleanliness. Waxor helped me with some
dishes this weekend, so that's good, but there's junk everywhere... I
think what happened is that we just got one too many baby things - all
of which I want us to have, don't get me wrong, and some of which are
actually important (like the high chair we picked up) but our
apartment was already FULL, you see. We had an entire compliment of
furniture and such, and now... well... now we're overfull. And we're
getting more (I've got a sewing table and another rocking chair
sitting up in Maine waiting on me, and I WANT THEM, so don't you
suggest that I not take them due to space considerations. I'll get
rid of the TV if I have to, but that sewing table shall be MIIIIIINE.)
Maybe I will have to talk to Waxor about getting rid of some of this
junk. Sigh. With all my free time, y'know? Or maybe we could just
move to a six bedroom mansion. That sounds nice. ANyone got a spare
one lying around?
I think I was going to write a whole bunch more in this email, but I
have forgotten EVERY SINGLE THING. Plus I'm tired and it's bed time.
But maybe if I remember any of the stuff I was gonna say I'll write
more later. :)
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