weekend wrapup
Mar. 30th, 2008 11:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
M and I did not quite get as much done this weekend and we wanted because we spent most of the time undoing what we had done already. We decided to babyproof the dining room, block it off and give it over to Evelyn to play in as she liked. As a trial run, we blocked the large entrance to the living room (nine feet) with the couch and a plastic tub, and we left three bookcases in there. We put her in there, and she was happy for five minutes playing with the vent in the floor, which was the only other thing in the room she wasn't supposed to play with. Then she stood up at the blocked entrance to the kitchen and yelled at us. We sat with her and she ran off to pull all the books off the bottom shelves. No other toy in the room tempted her for the rest of the trial period, so we spent today moving everything back the way it was and moving the bookcases out of that room. We're still in the middle of that project because for once, I refused to just pull all the books off the shelf willynilly. I am the keeper of the books and it takes ages to get them all put back together properly. No, wait, that's not why we're still in the middle of that project. We need to anchor them to the wall since the sproglet might start climbing things in the near future. Whatever, it's still not done, and I will have a fun time tomorrow keeping her out of mischief until it's all put away properly.
I haven't posted much of substance this week and that is because my baby has decided to be unhappy. You know how they say when mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy? That is a total lie because the truth is, it's when baby ain't happy that nobody is happy. She slept badly, she shrieked at me for hours, her belly hurt, her teeth hurt... maybe. The truth is we have no idea what's been wrong with her. Friday she seemed to do better, and she's been in mostly better spirits this weekend so I am hoping that this week will be better than last week. We usually have a nice little routine in our days, and she plays a lot in the floor, but when she isn't feeling great, she is much worse to crawl off and get into things she's not supposed to get into. She really doesn't prefer that I sit and play with her directly--she'd really rather I be sitting there watching her play alone, and participate occasionally, but she always knows when I'm not paying attention to her. This week it was necessary to do a whole lot of paying attention to her and only her and nothing but her, or she would crawl away. Of course, she would crawl away anyway and I would have to get up off the floor to go drag her back and then she'd get mad, but she crawled away slightly less than if I was trying to do something else. I have felt like a crummy parent, a little bit, because I am TIRED of sitting there playing with her all day long. I don't like sitting in the floor for hours. The clock, it moves slowly when you are handing her toys one at a time. I do enjoy it, really. I would just enjoy a little less of it and so I am hoping she is over her funk and is willing to let Mama relax a little this week.
I haven't posted much of substance this week and that is because my baby has decided to be unhappy. You know how they say when mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy? That is a total lie because the truth is, it's when baby ain't happy that nobody is happy. She slept badly, she shrieked at me for hours, her belly hurt, her teeth hurt... maybe. The truth is we have no idea what's been wrong with her. Friday she seemed to do better, and she's been in mostly better spirits this weekend so I am hoping that this week will be better than last week. We usually have a nice little routine in our days, and she plays a lot in the floor, but when she isn't feeling great, she is much worse to crawl off and get into things she's not supposed to get into. She really doesn't prefer that I sit and play with her directly--she'd really rather I be sitting there watching her play alone, and participate occasionally, but she always knows when I'm not paying attention to her. This week it was necessary to do a whole lot of paying attention to her and only her and nothing but her, or she would crawl away. Of course, she would crawl away anyway and I would have to get up off the floor to go drag her back and then she'd get mad, but she crawled away slightly less than if I was trying to do something else. I have felt like a crummy parent, a little bit, because I am TIRED of sitting there playing with her all day long. I don't like sitting in the floor for hours. The clock, it moves slowly when you are handing her toys one at a time. I do enjoy it, really. I would just enjoy a little less of it and so I am hoping she is over her funk and is willing to let Mama relax a little this week.