And another month has gone by...

... and I find myself with little to talk about. Only CO and I seem to be excited about the amount of poopy diapers. Then again, baby girl rolled over last night from her back to her stomach, and that was pretty exciting.

Spring has sprung and the blossoms are in full swing. Very pretty to look at, but apparently I'm allergic to something. I'm holed up in the house, wondering how much longer it's going to last.

Hmm... I need to find some blogging inspiration again. Baby girl will provide tons of fodder once she starts talking, but as of right now, most of the conversation is one-sided, with me providing running commentary of our days. Any suggestions?

My little penguin

Jell-o

What in the world did they put in the jello that they gave me in the hospital when baby girl was born? Seriously, four batches (consumed by me only) and 5 weeks later, I'm still craving jello. And the water's boiling for the fifth batch. Thank heaven I at least add pears and marshmallows. s

Entering the Twilight Zone...

There's a magical hour that I never knew existed. And it's going to be my magical hour for the next several years. I once thought that restaurants were closed before 5. I know now I was mistaken. Early bird specials aren't just for seniors - they're for families with small children.

No joke, we went to dinner at 4:30 tonight, and the place was packed with the under-5, or perhaps the under-10 crowd and their families. And there were some grandparents taking out the grandkids, so it was perfect for both generations...

We were in and out before the young trendy people even started getting ready for their nights out. It's a total win-win(-win) situation. Families get to go out for dinner (yay for going out), kids can be put to bed at their normal bedtimes, upscale patrons aren't disturbed by little people, restaurants get business for more hours (though possibly with more mess, which could mean more tip!). Everyone gets something good out of the early family dinner time.

I had not realized this enchanting hour existed... Oh baby, life with a child is not the same. Little by little, I'm learning exactly how much my world has changed!

My little bear :)

I'm at the delightful part of post-partum motherhood

... where my hair is falling out in chunks. And my hair is fine and thin to begin with... g-r-e-a-t. At least I live within walking distance of two wig shops, as I'm pretty sure if I continue at this rate, I'll be bald by next week.

Not as bad as I thought it would be...

Today CO went back to work. I was seriously dreading this day, as my mom went back home on Saturday and last week there was a delightful ratio of 3 adults : 1 newborn. Today marks the first day of a 1 : 1 ratio. That 1 adult being me. And so far, it hasn't been bad. I've not been as productive as I would have dreamt, but it hasn't been as bad as my nightmares. I made Jello this morning, and ate breakfast.

The only problem I'm having is that baby girl likes to be held and is refusing to sleep in her cradle now...

And that whole "sleep while the baby sleeps" is totally cool at night, but really, am I expected to be able to nap at 1pm?