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Nov. 2nd, 2008 09:32 pmWe accidentally spent the night with my parents last night. M woke up feeling crummy yesterday and we decided to just go up to visit wtih them for the day instead of the weekend. We had a pretty nice day. M slept off the worst of his crumminess while my mom and Ev and I went shopping and my dad fixed dinner (great dad, huh?) Then it was past seven in the evening, and the baby girl hadn't napped, and the clock kept creeping later, and it takes an hour and a half to get home and we knew she would cry and/or sleep on the way home, and neither were that hot for choices, so we just stayed. We regretted that when she was up for three hours in the middle of the night, but you can't win them all, I guess.
Evelyn's particular sleeping quirk is that she is very difficult to get to sleep, and when she does wake in the middle of the night, I am up with her for a long ass time. I could probably count on my hands the number of times I've been up with her and make it back to bed in less than an hour. Even when she's asleep, she will wake up if it's been less than an hour and I try to put her down. It's crazy. She is at least content to be held and fed at night (almost all the time--it has only been once or twice that I have been desperate enough to let her down to play in the middle of the night because I do not want her to learn that it's okay to get up to play.) She's currently in the middle of some sort of sleep regression or something, and all bets are off for the moment, but usually, she sleeps through the night. Getting her to sleep, though, is a serious pain. It takes me about an hour, on average, and that is in a dark room with classical music playing. (I am usually half-asleep by the time I'm done.) I wouldn't trade it for some other sleeping issues that I can think of but it can be a royal pain at times.... especially when we're not at home. M took the last hour of baby wrangling last night, though, it should be noted.
Show of hands: how many of you have ever administered Tylenol via turkey baster at 4:30 in the morning? No one? Necessity is the mother of invention, as they say, and my parents do not have handy medicine droppers available. One does what one must when one has procreated.
I had two excellent shopping trips this weekend, both at a grocery store in my hometown that doesn't have a location where I currently live. I always skip all references to said grocery chain, but I happened upon printable coupons just before we went to visit my parents this weekend, so I had to make the most of them. $2 off $5 in the produce department, $1 off Gerber baby foods and $2 off Gerber accessories, and $1 off their own line of organic foods. I stopped in with my mom yesterday and then M and I stopped on our way out of town today. The totals of our two receipts today (could only use one of each of those coupons) were $7.71 and $5.57. We bought a case of bottled water for $4, and a entirely wasteful bottle of butterscotch for $3. With the remaining six bucks, we bought five pounds of carrots (!! anyone have any great ideas on what to use carrots for? cause... FIVE POUNDS?) and five pounds of potatoes, two newborn bottles, a package of crackers and a jar of diced peaches, two cans of organic corn, some zucchini, some squash, a head of lettuce and celery. Here's the thing about this coupon shopping, and I cannot stress it enough: sometimes you have to buy things you don't want in order to pay for things that you do. It's crazy but it's true. We got a dollar of overage each from those bottles, and a few cents from the peaches. (Oh, and it helps if the dorky manager comes over to fix a problem for the reasonably attractive young cashier, and he wants to be cool and competent and breezy and fun, so he ends up giving us a dollar too much in coupons rather than listen to what she is telling him. But, I wouldn't count on that happening for everyone or anything, it's just a bonus.)
Overage is the holy grail for couponers. I know of one blogger who paid for an expresso machine by coupon overage. Personally, I usually just feel happy to pay for my tax with overages but it's great to have a goal.
Anyway, I have a thousand things that I am behind on, and I have a built-in extra hour here that I can spend catching up. Haha! Because E is totally going to know that the time changed and will therefore sleep in tomorrow. There's nothing wrong with being a little delusional, right?
Evelyn's particular sleeping quirk is that she is very difficult to get to sleep, and when she does wake in the middle of the night, I am up with her for a long ass time. I could probably count on my hands the number of times I've been up with her and make it back to bed in less than an hour. Even when she's asleep, she will wake up if it's been less than an hour and I try to put her down. It's crazy. She is at least content to be held and fed at night (almost all the time--it has only been once or twice that I have been desperate enough to let her down to play in the middle of the night because I do not want her to learn that it's okay to get up to play.) She's currently in the middle of some sort of sleep regression or something, and all bets are off for the moment, but usually, she sleeps through the night. Getting her to sleep, though, is a serious pain. It takes me about an hour, on average, and that is in a dark room with classical music playing. (I am usually half-asleep by the time I'm done.) I wouldn't trade it for some other sleeping issues that I can think of but it can be a royal pain at times.... especially when we're not at home. M took the last hour of baby wrangling last night, though, it should be noted.
Show of hands: how many of you have ever administered Tylenol via turkey baster at 4:30 in the morning? No one? Necessity is the mother of invention, as they say, and my parents do not have handy medicine droppers available. One does what one must when one has procreated.
I had two excellent shopping trips this weekend, both at a grocery store in my hometown that doesn't have a location where I currently live. I always skip all references to said grocery chain, but I happened upon printable coupons just before we went to visit my parents this weekend, so I had to make the most of them. $2 off $5 in the produce department, $1 off Gerber baby foods and $2 off Gerber accessories, and $1 off their own line of organic foods. I stopped in with my mom yesterday and then M and I stopped on our way out of town today. The totals of our two receipts today (could only use one of each of those coupons) were $7.71 and $5.57. We bought a case of bottled water for $4, and a entirely wasteful bottle of butterscotch for $3. With the remaining six bucks, we bought five pounds of carrots (!! anyone have any great ideas on what to use carrots for? cause... FIVE POUNDS?) and five pounds of potatoes, two newborn bottles, a package of crackers and a jar of diced peaches, two cans of organic corn, some zucchini, some squash, a head of lettuce and celery. Here's the thing about this coupon shopping, and I cannot stress it enough: sometimes you have to buy things you don't want in order to pay for things that you do. It's crazy but it's true. We got a dollar of overage each from those bottles, and a few cents from the peaches. (Oh, and it helps if the dorky manager comes over to fix a problem for the reasonably attractive young cashier, and he wants to be cool and competent and breezy and fun, so he ends up giving us a dollar too much in coupons rather than listen to what she is telling him. But, I wouldn't count on that happening for everyone or anything, it's just a bonus.)
Overage is the holy grail for couponers. I know of one blogger who paid for an expresso machine by coupon overage. Personally, I usually just feel happy to pay for my tax with overages but it's great to have a goal.
Anyway, I have a thousand things that I am behind on, and I have a built-in extra hour here that I can spend catching up. Haha! Because E is totally going to know that the time changed and will therefore sleep in tomorrow. There's nothing wrong with being a little delusional, right?
