Ahh- the hubster redeems himself! I have to say, I was feeling a little guilty about making him out to sound like a bad guy. Last night, I went to sleep at a fairly reasonable hour-midnight. I woke up this morning and thought-OMG, HK is a genius! She slept all night! Then hubby informs me that he fed her at 1, 4, and 8:15-what a guy! I never heard a thing. Apparently somewhere deep inside of me, my body still remembers my previous life's sleep and misses it. It was heavenly-and I love him even more for it!
So, I am still on my quest for fun little baby things-oh how I love them. So, I just ordered these fun little sunscreen wipes-it is never too early to begin the antiaging process. They are from whatshebuys.com, but you can find them at many websites. They are sold out though at a lot of them. Anyway-they are Baby Silk Babysafe sunscreen towelettes. How Fun!!!
In an effort to maximize sleep, I also got HK some relaxing, calming, herb infused bath wash and lotion. Aveeno makes the best stuff-and this is shown to calm babies before bed. I mean, who wouldn't be rested and drifting off to sleep after lying in warm water with lavender and vanilla being rubbed on you? Apparently my baby thinks it is invigorating because she did not drift off to sleep land. But, I am thinking she just needs to get used to it. I am not giving up. I believe in the power of lavender and vanilla. So, I am still recommending it because either way, her skin felt great and she smelled yummy!
I mean, really-I think I am running a baby spa over here. Just call me skin care mama.
It's just me-and all of my idiosyncrasies. I work full time, I am married, and I love my dog. We just adopted a baby girl. I am completely contradictory, I am a girlie girl, and I am impatient. I like breakfast for dinner. I like apples and peanut butter. I like wine. I like entertaining. I like sleeping. I like labels and I can be a b-with an-itch when I want to be or am pushed. I want to give my baby every opportunity in the world, and I want to teach her values and the rewards of hard work. I want more children and am scared to death of the uncertainties of adoption even though I have already done it. I love my husband. I hate that I weigh the most I ever have in my whole life. I want my husband to make a zillion dollars a year, and I want him to put up his laundry and clothes when I ask. I want what most people want-and here is my story-day by day!