cell phones and baby sleep and eats.

Following the Unfortunate Incident of the Phone and the Washer, I picked out a new cool PDA phone type gadget, the Samsung BlackJack II. It looked pretty awesome and I was so excited about it even though I had no intention of subscribing to a data package, for I am cheap and also, largely housebound. ;) I spent ages on it that night, tinkering with synchronizing and adding music, etc. Then my mom called and we talked for a few minutes, and afterwards, I was forced to admit to myself that the sound quality was unbearably bad. M took it to work with him the next day, thinking he would just give me his old phone and he could have the cool new one, but he agreed with me on the sound quality. So, I returned it and talked myself into taking the freebie. Sound quality is not great on it either. I guess maybe I was just spoiled before, but I loved my old phone. I guess I'll keep this one. I don't have a house phone, though, so sound quality is really important to me and I guess I'm not going to get it. So, it cost me nothing (except an activation charge on my next bill, I guess) but I am less happy with the phone, and I feel like a moron for breaking mine in the first place. Yay technology!

I am also annoyed because I cannot seem to manage to get my kid on my back by myself in either of the mei tais I have. I can't get anything done with her on my front, but it's not snug and comfy when I put her there myself (it's good when someone else is here to help, but no one ever is.) She seems a little needy today, and I hate to chase her when she's like this so I was determined again to get it right, and accomplished very little but making my neck hurt. She goes from one forbidden thing to the next with no pitstops at boring stuff like toys. Growth spurt... or maybe she's just worn out. Granny was here overnight on Monday, leaving late yesterday afternoon, and she refused to nap until she had gone. She does love her Granny! I think she's trying to cut out her second nap anyway. It seems like she's actually trying to consolidate it into one midday nap. That's okay, I guess, because today she actually slept for almost three hours. That's really more time than she would have been sleeping for two naps, but I hate it when our routine changes. I am a creature of habit just as much as, if not more than, she is. It always takes me a while to get my groove back and figure out what the day is going to be like. She's a bit difficult to entertain right now so I'm afraid of these large expanses of time where there is no sleep, though. And as much as it sucks to spend an hour getting the kid to sleep, at least it's an hour where I don't have to think about what we should do next.

On the bright side, I have found that putting her in cute little dresses or shorts slows her down on the carpet. So mean, I am. Speaking of mean, I had cinnamon toast and chocolate milk for breakfast one day this week. While I was fixing it, I gave her a piece of bread because she had never really had white bread before and I thought she might like it. (Turns out--no.) Anyway, suddenly it occurs to me that while I am eating sugary kiddie breakfast foods, I have given my sweet little baby bread and water for breakfast. Great. My mom, who drinks diet pop, told Ev yesterday that if it wasn't diet, she would have given her some of it even though Mama would freak out (E was grabbing for the bottle) but she wouldn't since it was diet. You know that I do love my caffeinated vice and all, but I do not want her drinking pop at ALL. I've also fussed about some of the junk they want to feed her because it's cute. (Cheese puffed popcorn, french fries, etc.) I know they think I am mean and controlling but that is my job. I can't control what she eats forever, but I can now, and she wouldn't even know to miss this crap if no one gave it to her to begin with... even if she DOES like it. But she can still have ice cream, because even healthy eating has to be done in moderation. :)