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Monday, January 31, 2005

Her First Cold!

So I went to pick up Lucy from daycare on Friday, and she just didn't look like herself... pale, kind of sad of eye... anyway, she had her first cold! Sneezy, boogery, a little coughy all weekend. Poor little hoot. It wasn't that bad, though; she just slept a little more than usual. It didn't seem to affect her appetite at all, and she never did get much of a fever (it stayed under 101). All in all, we all survived and she's almost back to her old tricks again.

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

If I look fresh and so delicious, Don't expect me to do the dishes.

Hey there -- well things are crazy busy this week. My show opens tomorrow night and I'm terribly nervous, not even to mention very harried with work and stuff. I apologize for not posting as much as I'd like.

All I have are some random musings. I apologize for their incompleteness.

--> One minute I'm holding her, and I find myself fighting off a wish to have someplace to GO tonight. Thirty minutes later I am laying her down to sleep, wishing it wasn't bedtime yet. What is UP with me? Why do I have these terrible mixed feelings?

--> So I started reading Vicky Iovine's book "The Girlfriends Guide to Motherhood: The First Year" and I think I might be reading it about 6 months too late. It's totally mostly about "surviving the first month" with the new baby and obviously, we are WELL past that point. What I really need is "How to make it from month four through twelve". I mean, who's got time to read a BOOK when you have a brand new baby??

--> And I'm starting to get the impression that I might actually BE one of the Breastfeeding Nazis. I don't know, I guess when all the books and doctors and nurses said your should breastfeed for a full year, I just took their word for it. I am astounded that so many people give up so quickly. I mean, I know it's not easy, or convenient, to keep nursing after a few months, but I guess I think it's worth it. I mean, I'm not certain how much longer I'll be able to nurse (working and being in the show are certainly taking their toll on my supply)... but I want to try, and it sure would help to have an ally or two.

Anyway, as I said, just rambling.

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Friday, January 21, 2005


Went to visit the Dalys' new bambina yesterday. Wow, there is just nothing like a brand-new, perfect baby. She is really very pretty and you can tell C&P are just totally blissed-out. :) So fun.

Lucy's been great the last few days -- she gazes at us with those big blues and we just melt into big puddles. The other morning, Joel and I got up at like 8:00 and she was still sleeping, so we crept into her room and watched her wake up. She saw our faces and let out this big, gummy grin... oh, man, there is nothing cooler.

Nursing has been going better, too -- my new trick is, I put my free thumb into her free hand and we squeeze each other back and forth. It seems to really comfort her and let her focus on eating. I'm still not allowed to speak while she's nursing though -- I don't know if it's the noise or the vibration in my chest but she gets SO MAD! It's really endearing, actually, and it's nice to be forced to simply be quiet and enjoy the time together.

The other night I'm feeding her in her room, and Joel comes over to see how it's going. Lucy hears his voice and pulls off to turn and look at him, then she grins and chomps back on. It was so funny, so sweet.

Taking some half-days this week was THE BEST idea. I didn't get panicky at rehearsal, thinking "I COULD BE SLEEPING!" and I got some extra quality time with the Pants, which rocked. The one stinker was using vacation time to get laundry and dishes done... but at least it got done.

Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Tuesday Blues

Hey all. Lucy was up screaming for several hours last night. She was in bed by 8 but howling at 9, crying at 10:30 when I got home, bawling again at 11, screaming at 3 and I'm not sure she stopped at all until I got up to feed her at 5:30. It was horrid. And then at 6AM she's sitting in her high chair, grinning and stretching and completely pleased with herself. ARGH!

Gassy? Just wanting to be held? That's all we can think of. Our deepest apologies to Ellen, sleeping in the next room.

Monday, January 17, 2005

OK, I've had several complaints on not being able to comment. Yes, you do have to set up a profile first. But it only takes like a minute.

1. Click on the "comments" on the post you'd like to comment on.
2. Click on Post A Comment.
3. Now, if you don't HAVE a user name/password at you will have to make one first. So scroll down under "No Blogger Account?" until you see the blue box that says "Get One Now". Click on that and fill out the five boxes, being sure to follow the directions at right.
4. Make sure to check "I accept the Terms of Service".
5. Click "Continue"

Then when you want to comment AGAIN, you can do so with the user name and password you just created.

Let me know if you have further problems.

Friday, January 14, 2005

4-month Checkup

Took Lucy to her new doctor this morning for her 4-month checkup and shots. Shots of tequila would have been more welcome but we'll take what we can get.

It's about 30 below today, so of course everything is more of an ordeal. Lucy keeps kicking off her socks, and she hates her hat, and her sweater keeps bunching up around her neck, and the sun's in her eyes -- argh! I was so discombobulated that when I got to the office I realized I'd thrown our house cordless phone, as well as my cell phone, into my purse. Nice.

The great news is that she's healthy as pie. She weighs 14.5 lbs (75th percentile), is 25.5" long (90th%) and her head is 15.5" (50th%). She was an angel for the doc and all smiles when I dropped her off at day care. She's been sleeping really well all week too -- waking for a feeding but otherwise sleeping through.

Thursday, January 13, 2005

R.I.P. Ozzi June 9, 1991 - January 12, 2005

My parents had to put Ozzi down yesterday. She was 13 years old and she was just the sweetest little black-and-white beagle mix you'd ever meet.

Dad chasing her out of the house with a broom
The old guy in the meadow asking if she was having puppies (she was so fat!)
Her velvety ears
The time she ate an entire box of Fannie May candies from under the Christmas tree
The time she ate an entire Easter basket
Cutting her toenails (nightmare!)
Feeding her spaghetti

Rest in peace, Ozzer.

Monday, January 10, 2005

Getting in the Swing

We had a great weekend with Miss Pants. Jean babysat on Saturday night so we could go to my company's holiday party. I think bedtime was a bit nerve-wracking for Jean but it SURE was nice to be out with Joel! As a bonus I won six golf balls and an approach wedge (apparently it's a club, well it looks like one anyway) at the party.

Lucy is so fun these days. Full of grins and adorable looks. She's learning to like being on her tummy more, now that she can hold her face off the floor with her arms (it's too much trouble, apparently, to turn her head to the side, which is what *I* generally do when I'm laying on my stomach). We put her in her crib for a nap on Saturday and went to check on her three hours later and she was just sitting there, all wide-eyed. Hilarious.

Thursday, January 06, 2005

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What a difference a day makes!

Just when I'm at The End Of My Rope and I think I'm not going to make it another day... Lucy goes and sleeps through the night. Amazing! I actually feel alive this morning, not at all the sodden lump of pasty flesh I was yesterday. And her smiles this morning -- oh, she's such a wonder.
The "nursing strike" seems to have been short-lived (thank goodness I didn't have rehearsal last night, so she HAD to nurse). I'm trying a lot of different things to increase my milk supply (it's been a bit low the last couple days), including eating oatmeal, drinking fenugreek tea, drinking dark beer... anyway we'll see how it goes. The beer part, at least, I enjoyed thoroughly.
Went to visit the new Watson twins across the street -- they are such little bundles! We got to hold them, and Lucy was very curious about who these new little wigglers were. It's hard to believe they're almost a month old.

Wednesday, January 05, 2005


Well, we're experiencing some serious backsliding in the sleeping department. It started a couple days before Christmas and has been getting pretty crummy, to be perfectly honest. Acid-reflux has been suggested as a cause, but the Zantac ("baby z") we've given her hasn't really helped at all. It probably is something digestive, though. Last night we tried her sleeping in her car seat so she could be more upright, and she did sleep slightly better... waking at 11:00 PM for a feeding (but refusing to nurse, isn't that great?) and then at 3:30 AM for a diaper change, but then having to be awakened at 6:30 AM to go to day care. There seems to be very little rhyme or reason.
Joel thinks it may be that her room is simply too cold. We run a space heater in there and try to keep her well-wrapped, but again she did sleep better all bundled in her car seat. So right now we're at trial and error. Lots and lots of error.