Griffin... an only child!

Over the last month and a half or so.... I've been threatening Griffin! Not in the usual sense like "I won't buy you any toys"... or "just wait till your Papa comes home" but rather "I'm not going to give you any brothers or sisters to play with if you don't stop being a pest!"  As you've all read my previous posts, Griffin has been rather difficult.  He decides when he wants to sleep and eat.  He decides where I sleep for the night.  About a week ago, I decided that I needed to take charge and stop letting a 4 month old run my life!  What?  I didn't know any better, first time parent here.  : )  Well, I did some reading on naps and nursing and routines.  I thought that I had a routine, but how wrong I was.  I needed to stop letting Griffin tell me when and where and instead tell him when and where!  So, we started a strict, well rarely strict routine.  It's worked.... Kind of.  The whole bed time is still a little hard.  I put him down after nursing and he wakes up.  We play the dance of fussing and sleeping till 11:00 or so and then he has been zonking out till 4am, nursing and then asleep till at least 8am.  

This morning, when I was cleaning up Griffin's morning oatmeal extravaganza, my husband told Griffin that if he didn't buck up, I was going to refuse to have more children.  I won't lie.... the thought has crossed my mind.  Do I want more of these little monsters.  While I love being a mom, some days are very hard to get through.  The smiles and giggles make it worth it, but damn..... do I want more of these little monsters while I have a 2 year old running around? Hmmm, it's a serious thought.  I want a family of more than one child, but currently, at this very moment, I am very satisfied with one.  Will I change my mind once Griffin gets a little more independence, I'm sure.  I hope.........   

Holiday Oreos

Alas, up early again this morning...... So instead of fighting to try and get Griffin back to sleep in his own room, we came downstairs for the magical swing. Once again, snuggled warm, full belly, and clean diaper-Griffin was fast asleep in the swing that works wonders. I then decided that I wanted something in my belly. Oh no, nothing nutritious for me. I turned to double stuff, holiday Oreos. Yes, shame on me, but damn, being up at 4am should warrant me a reward! So, I grabbed 2 red centered Oreos and climbed under my blanket on the couch and enjoyed my treat. But here is my question of the day....... Why are red centered Oreos more appealing to me? And the holiday decor on one side is just so cheery! Well, off to dreamland I shall attempt to go while the little guy enjoys his sleep time.

i never knew..... or no one ever told me.

I never knew I'd miss my own bed. I say this because more times than not, I have ended up sleeping anywhere other than my own, glorious king size bed. I have ended up on the couch at 5 am, while Griffin gets some much needed shut eye in his swing. Or I've ended up attempting to sleep on the slightly uncomfortable spare bed in Griffin's room. Why would I sleep there? Because on the nights that Griff decides he wants to spit his pacifier out the second I get comfortable in my warm bed, which the dog has kept warm for me, I must return to Griff's crib side and begin the soothing process all over again. After the 4th time... It's just easier to sleep 3 feet away instead of the next room over. Where on my trek back, the floor boards creak or I bump into the baby gate.

So there I was this morning, sleeping, wrapped up in blankets on the couch in the living room. Griffin refused to go back to sleep in his room, so down to our trusty old swing. He was warm, had a full belly and a clean diaper... Off to dreamland he went. So again, I was robbed of waking up next to my adorable Des and my handsome husband. But, then I stop and think, well at least Griff is sleeping, so maybe we'll have a day of happy baby. That makes the couch worth it.

They tell you, you won't get much sleep. Well I get decent sleep, just not in my own bed.