I'm rotten....I know.
I say this because my husband brings me coffee every morning. It's not even a question in my mind if he will bring me coffee. I know he'll bring it to me. Sometimes before either of us is even coherant. I'm rotten. If he makes decaf after dinner...do I make it? Um no. He knows exactly how much creamer and how many splenda to put in...the man is detail oriented and I adore him. He even makes Amy and my Mom's coffee when they're here...he's a good one. I'm also rotten b/c I have a really laid back baby...who is not even 6 months old...and on the rare occasion that she doesn't go to bed before 9...I lose it. I know I know, babies are unpredictable sometimes...but I want her to go w/ what I want. Ugh. This motherhood thing is all an adjustment. She was SO sleepy last night. So great...bathed her, fed her, put her down and BOOM her head pops up. So my rule is 20 minutes...usually she's asleep by then. Well 20 minutes later she's not. So I go in there and wow...we have poop (which really does become your life as a mommy) AND she's done a comeplete turn in the bed and her blanket is over her head. So I change her, rock her and put her back in bed. 20 minutes later she's STILL up. My blood pressure is not through the roof but more likely on it's way to moon so I rock her for another 10 minutes, put her back in bed and yay. She slept. My point is...lots of babies do this...but mine usually sleeps from 8:30 to almost 7 and when she doesn't I lose it b/c I'm rotten. That's all. Ok, I'm off to workout hopefully. All depends on if Miss Rylie will stay asleep.