So clearly blogging has taken a back seat in the past few months. I am ok with that, but I do miss it. I am going to make it a goal to post at least once a week so I don't completely fall out of the habit. There have been so many things on my mind lately, and I miss this space to get them out. Unfortunately many of these profound thoughts happen in the middle of the night, or in the shower, only to be forgotten a few hours or even minutes later, never to see the light of the blog. Sigh.
A few things that I can manage to remember. We have been busy bees lately. Norah's first Easter was sunny and wonderful. She was adorable as usual and it was nice to spend time with family.
Will took off work and we watched the Reds Opening Day Parade in Washington Park after having breakfast at Taste of Belgium and shopping in OTR, then ended the afternoon with Holtman's Donuts. We've had dinners with friends and lots of laughs with neighbors. Visits with family and plenty of Summer fun is already on the books. We'll be visiting Lake Michigan for Norah's first vacation and taking Norah's first trip to Rhode Island to her Grammy and Papas second home, which will also allow Will and I to visit some new friends in Boston at their new beach house. Norah and I are probably visiting some family in Vegas and Will and I may plan to squeeze an "us" weekend in somewhere too.
My Rodan+Fields business has grown to 20+ customers and I signed my first consultant. Not sure if this is slow, or normal, or fast growth but I am enjoying it and so is my bank account so I consider that a win.
Norah is still not sleeping through the night, and good grief, it is BRUTAL. I am literally afraid of my baby monitor. Those green lights and that awful crackling before the wales of her poor little self begin- it's the stuff nightmares are made of. I'm afraid of peeing and flushing the toilet anywhere on the second floor for fear of waking my baby. I probably angered the sleep spirits that are taunting me because she just woke up as soon as I started typing this paragraph. Ugh. I think this special kind of torture that is known as sleep deprivation is a combination of teething, me being physically incapable of "cry it out", and her just not being there yet. Some nights are better than others. The not so bad ones are almost good at this point. The bad ones are torture. The good thing is, every night is a new chance for it to be "the night" that it starts happening consistently.
I skipped Norah's 7 month update, but girlfriend is learning and growing like crazy. We are so close to crawling. Rolling around like a champ. Can go from sitting to laying on her own, and usually without knocking her noggin too hard. "Talking" up a storm and making all kinds of noises. Loves eating clementines, any baby food with protein, carrot puree, and really most vegetables. Not so much a fan of fruit puree which surprised me. Favorite toys include the remote, walker, and anything that lights up or has moving parts. We love to go to library story time on Wednesday mornings. She is also clearly getting smarter and more in tune with the world, because now when I hide things from her that she's not supposed to have, she looks at me like "I know it's under the pillow lady" and tries to get whatever it is from wherever I've hidden it. Basically, she is awesome and being a mom is awesome. All of it. We are in great place these days. Besides the sleep.
I think that's all for now. Hopefully be back here more regularly soon!