1) My school stuff. My school stuff. My school stuff.
2) Lipase abundance has fucked us over. Basically, we attributed Ingrid’s bottle refusal last week to teething, when in fact, it appears to be lipase related, and now she won’t take a bottle of ANYTHING (we even broke into the emergecny formula) for love or money. Which leads me to…
3) My SIL is supposed to sit on Saturday, but fuck, a hungry Ingrid is not a fun Ingrid. On top of the general stranger anxiety that is likely to ensue, since my SIL has only actually seen her a handful of times. AND, on top of SIL’s assumption that we can just "tell her when she needs to eat and sleep when we drop her off" which, to my paranoid mind, leads me to think that SIL is expecting an eater and sleeper, and not a really pissed off 4 month old. And that location doesn’t matter, but, I think it really does, since all of Ingrid’s STUFF is over here.
4) and the wedding, oh fuck, I’m supposed to take pics, but they have hired a pro, thank god, so if I HAVE to, I bail. But Dave will still be working all day, and I don’t go (and this is so pathetic) I don’t get my horseradish and dill salmon. Or to be a grownup for an hour, Or to be a photog. Or to be anything other than Boobie Mama.
5) School. DId I mention school? Yeah. School.
On the upside:
Storytime still rocks. I need to figure out the transition from "storytime is over, how can we be friends now?" but that’s cool. I’m also going to an infant massage class on Friday, led by the local doula queen. I emailed her for info, and sly me, I emailed from my local mom email address, and included a sig line highlighting my local mom website, and she fell for it hook line and sinker, and thought it was way cool. I don’t know why I’m being so coy about it, because I am making zero money from the prospect, but I DO want it to get Out There, and the more people I reach, the more it gets out there, and the more connections I can make.
Beer? Is awesome.
Also, I’m kind of liking this rug….wool pile should be fairly soft, it’s neutral, but busy enough to hide puke stains, but not dark enough to show every cat hair ever, and also a modern feel, no? Also, NICE PRICE. Will still check out a few more places tomorrow, but then I might crack and buy that one.
Also awesome, seriously, my husband and daughter. I’m a damn lucky girl. Stress, lipase, and rug indecisions and all.
This might be a dumb suggestion, but have you tried other nipple shapes/materials? Perhaps she just has a bad association with the one nipple shape…
Also, beer? Rules.
You know, I always see these suggestions about carrying “mom business cards”, and I wonder if it is way over the top cheesy or really effective? I clearly also have trouble with the “can we be friends now?” part of meeting other parents.