A mom's daily struggle with work, play, and a crazy toddler.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

ramblings

In lieu of Harrison's horrible sleeping habits, I got desperate and did something I never thought I would do: ordered a self-help book. I guess it's not so much self-help as it is help for Harrison. But if Harrison gets more sleep, mommy gets more sleep, and will regain her sanity. Thus, self-help.

The book is called "Good Night, Sleep Tight" by a mommy author who calls herself "The Sleep Lady". It got great reviews and a lot of other mothers were saying it helped their babies sleep significantly, so I forked over the $10 to download it to my Kindle.

So far, this is what I've gathered from it: almost everything I'm doing to get Harrison to sleep is bad, Harrison seems way too ingrained in his bad habits to turn around, and I'm freaking out that I'll never get a good night's sleep again. Wonderful!
Death by milk coma

She does say to wait to start her program until you can have three weeks with little interruptions, and since we are travelling to Watertown in a couple weeks, I'll have to wait until after we return. Two more weeks of the get-no-sleep plan. I am excited to try it out though, and will keep you updated on our progress. That is, if we have any.

This morning, in an attempt to improve my mood and take some of the edge off, I put in a 30-minute yoga video. I didn't know what would stop me first- Harrison deciding that 30-minutes unattended to is far too long of a stretch and demand to be picked up, or me being so out of shape that I poop out. Well, I'm embarrassed to report that it was the latter. I got through 10 minutes before I decided that I was ready to be done. Sad, but true. I'm going to place all of the responsibility for getting so out of shape on Harrison. I had an 8-week recovery period from surgery and couldn't work out! His doing, not mine. Maybe one day I'll put the excuses aside and really start a less pathetic work out regimen.... but probably not.


I'm again sorry at my failure to blog more often. Of recent, I've become obsessed with Homeland and can't do anything but watch it, think about it, and stalk cast members on the interwebs. Specifically, Damian Lewis, who plays the POW turned terrorist. Not only do I find myself crushing on a terrorist, he's also a ginger, and possibly the first ginger I've ever been attracted to. I can't explain it. I think
I'm in love.
you can terrorize me anytime



7 comments:

  1. Kari just told me about that show! Maybe I should start watching it. Don't worry, you may not work out, but you still look better than 99.9% of women who didn't go through major surgery and take care of infants.

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    1. Please watch it!! I need someone to discuss it with so that I'm not found talking to myself

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    2. You can discuss it with Mom and me now, it just got a whole lot heavier last night, don't you think?

      Alyssa: you mean Eric didn't tell you about Homeland? Last Christmas when he and I watched the first episode? What's wrong with him?

      You.Must.Watch.

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  2. Don't try to deny the sexual mystique of gingers. :)

    Baby sleep is a funny thing. Harrison is just 2 months old, right? I have found in my own experience and what I've heard from others is that 3 months is a big turning point in sleep patterns. Don't stress too much about "bad habits" and things like that, if something works, do it. You have time to tweak it later. Babies are like wet clay and you can take your time in molding them and no habits are permanent :)

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    1. Ok, that makes me feel better. I had heard the 3-month claims too, I just didn't know if I could trust it. Crossing my fingers!

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  3. I know nothing about babies, but did Alyssa tell you that my husband Mike (who is terrified of babies and thinks they all look like hideous aliens) said that Harrison is really cute when you sent us the picture post-marathon?

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    1. She did tell me! That's amazing. I feel so honored!

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