I've been working from home on my computer for the past 2 hours and found the blogging world calling my name. How can you be on the computer and not check out everything waiting for you on your google reader? It took all of my willpower to actually do the work first, rather than put off the boring Quickbooks stuff in order to read about everyone else's night that is most definitely funner than mine right now. (Is "funner" a word? Well, if it wasn't, then it is now.)
As it is, Mr. Kermy is fast asleep in his swing. I should put him to bed, but he needs to eat once more before officially calling it quits. I know, I know... never wake a sleeping baby. But these are my choices: a. Wake him now (while I'm still awake), feed him, and then effortlessly toss him in the crib with the hopes that he'll sleep until 6 am. (Worst case scenario he'll wake up once around 3 am) -OR- b. Toss him in the crib, make a mad dash for my bed, lay there awake because I KNOW the minute my eyes close he'll start squirming for some milk (since technically he hasn't eaten since 6 pm), finally fall asleep, wake up @ 1 am to feed him, put him back to bed (while risking the chance that he'll be wide awake and want to play for an hour), crawl back into bed only to wake up at 6 am to feed again. Don't ask me why, but topping him off right before I go to bed almost always guarantees a good solid chunk of shut-eye for me. Wow... I cannot believe I just gave you a running commentary of Kermy's night schedule. Even as I'm typing it, I'm thinking how totally boring this must be... but I just can't stop myself. THIS is what happens when you have a baby! Word vomit... all the time. I'm warning all of you now (I know, it's a little late). This post was merely an attempt to get away from doing more work. I should have put a disclaimer up there at the top. WARNING: ONLY READ THIS POST IF YOU ARE CATASTROPHICALLY BORED AND ARE TRYING TO PROCRASTINATE DOING YOUR WORK. THAT IS WHAT PROVOKED THIS POST, AND THAT IS TRULY THE ONLY REASON WHY YOU SHOULD ALLOW YOURSELF TO KEEP READING IT. IF IN FACT YOUR CURRENT SITUATION APPLIES TO THE ABOVE STATEMENT, BE AWARE THAT THERE WILL BE POINTLESS BABY-TALK INVOLVED. CONSIDER YOURSELF FOREWARNED.
Well, I seriously considered cutting and pasting that little warning up at the top, but suddenly I find it very funny that you are all still here reading this. You know you can't stop reading now. And I digress.
P.S. I promise that my next post will have nothing to do with babies... more specifically... my babies.
P.S.S. (Or is it P.P.S...will someone please tell me?) That previous comment is probably a lie. Just so you know.
P.S.S.S (Seriously... it's going to bug me all night now) No, really... no babies. I think I mean it this time...
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
This is Your Brain After Babies...
Posted by Jennifer at 8:46 PM
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2 comments:
Jen, three blog posts! I'm loving it. Go ahead and blog about your boring baby schedule, I don't think it's boring and I love to hear from you. I remember that dilemma...wake the baby now or wait and see how many hours you can go until they wake again. Did you have a good birthday? I thought about you all day, but never called. Bad, bad sister. Love you!
you are quite hilarious! I love reading your Posts - expcially when it involves babies. Who doesn't love babies? I'm not sure exactly on the PS - PPS - PPPS, but I think it stands for Post Script. I believe it would be 2 Ps and 1 S, for Post Post Script. Look forward to reading more.
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