Fun with parenting.
So the museling loves munching on these little crunchy Earth's Best organic blueberry heart thingies, and the container happens to have a picture of Elmo on it. I have dubbed them Elmo Hearts for the sake of brevity when referring to them... and may possibly have been telling him that herds of wild elmos have been culled to harvest their hearts for him to eat.
Is this wrong?
Otherwise, we are hanging in there. Sleep is getting better for all of us, we've learned that the museling loves dancing to music (especially the blues, which delights my mother as in some alternate universe she would have been a blues singer), and we're beginning to feel like at some point we'll have a day that is sustainable going forward. mr. muse and I are both feeling terribly short of time to recharge ourselves, but we're trying to come up with solutions bit by bit. It's hard being independent introverts with a nine-month-old.
Is this wrong?
Otherwise, we are hanging in there. Sleep is getting better for all of us, we've learned that the museling loves dancing to music (especially the blues, which delights my mother as in some alternate universe she would have been a blues singer), and we're beginning to feel like at some point we'll have a day that is sustainable going forward. mr. muse and I are both feeling terribly short of time to recharge ourselves, but we're trying to come up with solutions bit by bit. It's hard being independent introverts with a nine-month-old.