Most days I’ve gotten to the point that sleep has become an idol for me. And that’s pretty sad. I’m very thankful Viola sleeps ten hours at night– 7:30-5:30. I guess a 5:30 wake-up time is a little intense for me when she doesn’t nap sufficiently during the day. Some days I pretend I’m rested and I go about my day productively, sometimes singing a jaunty tune! I really do that…and it works! Today is not one of those days, but that’s ok. I’m loving Vi’s personality and spunkiness coming out more and more everyday! But I’m also looking forward to being able to talk to her and she will understand me. One day! That will be fun. And I can say, “Hey you! Its naptime! Ready…go!” …like it will be THAT easy. Probably not, but that’s ok.
We are getting life insurance soon, and that’s a weird thing to think about. It makes me feel like a grown-up. After having a kid, I felt like a grown-up too… but that comes in spurts. Like I’m sitting on the couch with Eric snd suddenly I say,
“Hey! We’re parents.”
Parenting Magazine REALLY wants me to re-subscribe. They’re offering me a free diaper bag if I sign up–its like $12 for three years and I’m tempted. How do they make money?? I’m not sure if reading Parenting Magazine causes me to obsess over my child. Isn’t that what American parents do? My goal is to appear as non-obsessive as possible. Not sure if I’m fooling anybody, but I let my daughter crawl all over nasty coffee shop floors, so I figure that’s a start.