Today is my birthday. I am 28 years old. Keith gave me a very wonderful day. While I love my little baby girl, I don't think she got the memo that today is my birthday. Or at least she didn't act like it.
I had a few very simple requests for my birthday. 1.) A pair of boots that match both brown and black clothes (so I only need 1 pair) that are flat so I don't trip when carrying Gwen. 2.) Sleep. 3.) Alone time to be crafty. 4.) Attend the Pittsburgh Irish Festival.
I, however, am not even very good at shutting off mommyhood for my birthday wishes. Yes, I wanted craft time. But what was I going to do with my craft time? I was planning on busting out my sewing machine and sewing baby slings so I can have my hands free more of the day when carrying Gwen around the house. Gwen and I currently only have 1 functional sling since I managed to misplace the other one during our move. This means that if it gets dirty in any way (and let's face it: it will get dirty) we are down to zero baby slings, and that simply will not do.
Here is how things went down today:
1.) Boots: Keith got me super fabulous boots. I picked out the pair that I loved from Macy's about a week ago. Keith stayed home with Gwen last week while I went to the mall to get the boots. Gwen did not like this, unfortunately, and screamed the entire 30 minutes I was away. But she recovered, Keith somewhat recovered, and I got some pretty awesome boots from my pretty awesome hubby. They were somewhat extravagant boots, so I planned on not getting anything else from Keith for my birthday. Being pretty awesome, however, he took me shopping yesterday and bought me a blingy sweater that I wanted. And then he surprised me yet again this morning with a book that I have wanted for about a year (it is called The Disappearing Spoon and tells the history of the world through the framework of the periodic table of elements...I can tell you are all super jealous that I got this book and you don't have it).
2.) Sleep: Gwen did really well sleeping 2 and 3 nights ago. She had a 5 hour sleep stretch both of those nights (which may not sound great, but I can assure you is fabulous). She may have woken up just after 4 am both mornings, but you can't have it all. Last night, however, she didn't get the memo that mommy wanted sleep. She woke up probably 4 or 5 times - I lose count usually after 3. Furthermore, she won't go back to sleep for Keith, so when she wakes up in the middle of the night I am on duty. Keith got up with her when she woke up just after 5 am, but apparently she didn't want daddy this morning. She wanted mommy. She tricked Keith into thinking she was sleepy (while she was actually just cranky), and so he brought her back to bed for her nap. When I woke up to put her down for her nap (once again, she won't fall asleep for Keith) she just wanted to play. Keith took her away for another 45 minutes, but then she actually was tired...probably from all of the crying she had been doing. By the time I finally got her to go to sleep for her nap, at 7:40, I was too wound up to go back to sleep, so I read one of my new books while she slept...for 38 minutes. I guess she decided she wasn't going to sleep today, either.
3.) Craft time: Here is what I accomplished in making her baby slings today: buying fabric. That's all. Since Gwen only took a 38 minute nap for nap 1 this morning, she fell asleep on the way to Hobby Lobby. Since we were already near the store, we decided to get Starbucks and just drive around until she woke back up. Just over an hour later, she woke up and we went to Hobby Lobby. Then I decided that she needed some new clothes since she has a giant head and, while many of her clothes still fit her body, I can't get them over her noggin. We swung by Once Upon a Child and stocked up on 18 month and 2T clothes. By the time we left there and got into the car to drive home, Gwen decided she needed a third nap. Nap 3 lasted 33 minutes. I wanted to go to the Pittsburgh Irish Festival tonight, so by the time she woke up, we walked the dog, ate a quick snack, and it was time to leave. So no craft time. But I did wash the fabric, so hopefully I can do some sewing tomorrow when Keith's parents come over for my birthday celebration.
4.) Festival: While Gwen was quite pleasant while we were walking around the festival (since there were plenty of, shall we call them interesting?, people to observe) she was a little monster in the car the entire way there and the entire way home. I am sure she is going to have laryngitis tomorrow thanks to both the volume and duration of crying (it took 45 minutes to get to the festival and 45 minutes to drive home).
So my birthday wasn't quite what I pictured. But Keith did a fabulous job in making it special, and, even though my little monster was temperamental, it was extra special since it was my first birthday being a mom.
I had a few very simple requests for my birthday. 1.) A pair of boots that match both brown and black clothes (so I only need 1 pair) that are flat so I don't trip when carrying Gwen. 2.) Sleep. 3.) Alone time to be crafty. 4.) Attend the Pittsburgh Irish Festival.
I, however, am not even very good at shutting off mommyhood for my birthday wishes. Yes, I wanted craft time. But what was I going to do with my craft time? I was planning on busting out my sewing machine and sewing baby slings so I can have my hands free more of the day when carrying Gwen around the house. Gwen and I currently only have 1 functional sling since I managed to misplace the other one during our move. This means that if it gets dirty in any way (and let's face it: it will get dirty) we are down to zero baby slings, and that simply will not do.
Here is how things went down today:
1.) Boots: Keith got me super fabulous boots. I picked out the pair that I loved from Macy's about a week ago. Keith stayed home with Gwen last week while I went to the mall to get the boots. Gwen did not like this, unfortunately, and screamed the entire 30 minutes I was away. But she recovered, Keith somewhat recovered, and I got some pretty awesome boots from my pretty awesome hubby. They were somewhat extravagant boots, so I planned on not getting anything else from Keith for my birthday. Being pretty awesome, however, he took me shopping yesterday and bought me a blingy sweater that I wanted. And then he surprised me yet again this morning with a book that I have wanted for about a year (it is called The Disappearing Spoon and tells the history of the world through the framework of the periodic table of elements...I can tell you are all super jealous that I got this book and you don't have it).
2.) Sleep: Gwen did really well sleeping 2 and 3 nights ago. She had a 5 hour sleep stretch both of those nights (which may not sound great, but I can assure you is fabulous). She may have woken up just after 4 am both mornings, but you can't have it all. Last night, however, she didn't get the memo that mommy wanted sleep. She woke up probably 4 or 5 times - I lose count usually after 3. Furthermore, she won't go back to sleep for Keith, so when she wakes up in the middle of the night I am on duty. Keith got up with her when she woke up just after 5 am, but apparently she didn't want daddy this morning. She wanted mommy. She tricked Keith into thinking she was sleepy (while she was actually just cranky), and so he brought her back to bed for her nap. When I woke up to put her down for her nap (once again, she won't fall asleep for Keith) she just wanted to play. Keith took her away for another 45 minutes, but then she actually was tired...probably from all of the crying she had been doing. By the time I finally got her to go to sleep for her nap, at 7:40, I was too wound up to go back to sleep, so I read one of my new books while she slept...for 38 minutes. I guess she decided she wasn't going to sleep today, either.
3.) Craft time: Here is what I accomplished in making her baby slings today: buying fabric. That's all. Since Gwen only took a 38 minute nap for nap 1 this morning, she fell asleep on the way to Hobby Lobby. Since we were already near the store, we decided to get Starbucks and just drive around until she woke back up. Just over an hour later, she woke up and we went to Hobby Lobby. Then I decided that she needed some new clothes since she has a giant head and, while many of her clothes still fit her body, I can't get them over her noggin. We swung by Once Upon a Child and stocked up on 18 month and 2T clothes. By the time we left there and got into the car to drive home, Gwen decided she needed a third nap. Nap 3 lasted 33 minutes. I wanted to go to the Pittsburgh Irish Festival tonight, so by the time she woke up, we walked the dog, ate a quick snack, and it was time to leave. So no craft time. But I did wash the fabric, so hopefully I can do some sewing tomorrow when Keith's parents come over for my birthday celebration.
4.) Festival: While Gwen was quite pleasant while we were walking around the festival (since there were plenty of, shall we call them interesting?, people to observe) she was a little monster in the car the entire way there and the entire way home. I am sure she is going to have laryngitis tomorrow thanks to both the volume and duration of crying (it took 45 minutes to get to the festival and 45 minutes to drive home).
So my birthday wasn't quite what I pictured. But Keith did a fabulous job in making it special, and, even though my little monster was temperamental, it was extra special since it was my first birthday being a mom.
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