Last night was a little rough. Somebody didn’t want to go to sleep until he’d been cuddled by his Pa, but it took us a bit to figure it out. When I held Leo he would cry and push away and look toward the door. When Dave held him he quieted right now. It was actually pretty cute. Then this morning Leo woke up with a shriek at 5am. 5am. Seriously, buddy? What happened to sleeping til 8am, or even 7:30am? What the heck is happening right now with your sleep? (I feel like I ask this question about every 2-3 weeks ever since he was born. Babies are confusing.)
At 6:30am Dave took Leo out for a run in the jogging stroller and I crashed out on the couch for some more sleep. Because napping before 8am is totally normal. As is putting your baby down to sleep in just his diaper. In March. Because it’s SUMMERTIME out there.
My one true victory for the day: dinner is already figured out and mostly-made! I’ve gotten really bad at planning ahead for meals, so more often than not at 4pm I’m left thinking “craaaaap, what are we having for dinner tonight???” We have stir fry a lot. Or in the case of last night, salad and plain buttered noodles. But maybe plain noodles (really, that’s the best I could come up with?!) were enough to kick me into gear, because this morning I busted out the crockpot!
Recipe to come, if it’s as delicious as I think it will be!
What’s kicked you into gear lately?