NaNoWriMo starts tomorrow. No chance for me this year. That’s ok. I have other things to occupy my time.

Wanted to host halloweenie things tonight, but for many reasons I have been foiled. Instead we will hang out with Adam’s mom & bubby and I guess there will be halloweenie things. I’d bring munchkin, but am not sure they’d get the humour.

My energy is super low. Four hours or so of sleep last night – combination of too much Little Big Planet and Lyra wanting to get up and play at 5am. When she says it’s morning happy fun time, there is no arguing with her. She’s asleep now, but I’m awake. I think I’ll go try to nap so I don’t get cranky.


Tonight Lyra learned how to laugh. She’s sort of had little outbursts of a single pseudo-laugh noise before, but tonight she full out laughed. As soon as she did it, it was like a switch went in her brain – like a moment of “Hey, I just made this noise and it felt AWESOME!” It was perhaps the funniest and cutest thing I’ve seen and heard all year. I have to try and catch it with the webcam soon… it was awesome. Apparently her Uncle Jordy was the funniest thing in the world tonight.

Someone should have a chat with my daughter…

… and tell her that it really is okay to sleep for longer than fifteen minutes in her bassinet for naps during the day.

For some reason, yesterday was different from a normal day with Lyra – it was utterly exhausting. Not that she doesn’t keep me busy normally, because she most certainly does, but yesterday was something else.

It was my own fault, in a way. I was the one who decided to try and get things done in preparation for the upcoming visit from Adam’s mom & Grandmother. And since Lyra’s started to accept the occasional nap in the bassinet for an hour (sometimes more!) I just made the assumption that I could convince her to do so yesterday. She was having none of that, however.

In fact, yesterday was the kind of day where she didn’t want to be put down for anything. She was in the bouncy chair for all of three minutes while I made toast and porridge for breakfast before she started yelling at me. She sat in the swing for five minutes watching me clean the kitchen before she started crying – I let her go with it long enough to finish the kitchen up. Every time she got sleepy I’d put her into the bassinet in the hopes that she’d fall asleep, but had no such luck. Instead she would lie awake looking at stuff till she got bored, then start crying to be let out. It wasn’t the sort of complainy cry that means she’s just annoyed and will get over it and sleep, either – it was the ‘I’m going to work myself into a frenzy of tears and never let myself relax’ cry. These are nuances that develop over time.

I finally gave up and let her nap on me for a while. Once she was completely out, after 30 minutes or an hour, I would transfer her to the bassinet again. She was having none of that, though. Within two minutes of transfer she would wake up in a frantic rage of tears.

Needless to say, she really wasn’t getting any quality sleep time in. The more tired she got, the more irritable she became. I finally packed her up in the stroller to go get some cat litter from the store, assuming that she would fall asleep during the walk.

She didn’t.

I was desperate for Adam to come home and take the crankymonster from me by then, but he had to go to the dentist after work. It wasn’t until Jessica arrived that I got my much-needed break. Adam arrived shortly after and saved the day by ordering pizza for us. The rest of the evening was trying to tire out the already overtired and very cranky baby so she would actually fall asleep. I was utterly exhausted.

I’m hoping today isn’t so rough. So far I’ve decided to just let her nap on me as required. I’ll try the bassinet maybe once, but I can’t do two days straight of that emotional and physical exhaustion, especially not the day before Adam’s family arrives.


It is naptime. Lyra has fallen asleep – in the bassinet. This is only because I set her down in it on her side. I’ve been consistently trying it on her back for months with no success. Today I set her down on her side, rocked the bassinet, turned on the vibrate feature and put the sound of rain on (I could’ve just opened the window considering how it’s pouring) and she lay there happily sucking on her hand. After a few minutes I left her alone… went back to check on her and she’s asleep.

Granted, sleeping on her side isn’t much better than sleeping on her tummy, which you’re not supposed to allow. It is a little bit better, though.

I am strangely of mixed feelings about this situation. On the one hand, it’s great that she’s in her bassinet and sleeping. It’s great that I have some time alone while she naps, instead of being her bed. I can’t be her bed forever, obviously, much as I love cuddling with her. On the other hand, there’s some part of me that’s a little sad that she’s not sleeping on me. I’ve gotten so used to functioning that way, I feel a little bit like something’s missing. I know I should appreciate the free time and use it to clean the apartment up a bit, or relax and nap myself, or something equally productive… it just feels weird. I keep going to check on her to make sure she’s still asleep. Last time I checked she had rolled onto her back.

Overall I’m happy about it, though. She’s been asleep in there for half an hour already. Maybe this is the next step?

I think it’s time to update the baby icon.

A video or two of Lyra…

Lyra was in a good mood this morning so I took a couple of videos of her with the webcam. She’s now chilling out in her floor playmat. She loves to look at herself, so taking videos of her when she can see her face seems rather effective. And fun! Or something. Continue Reading