Monday, September 21, 2009


My mom, who is now totally hot for Peoria politics, was following last night's board meeting on the PJS feed on Twitter, which raises a totally important question:

My mom knows how to use Twitter??????

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

In His Own Room

I'm trying to get back to blogging a little more often, but I've been a little busy and distracted.

We put the baby to sleep in his own room last night for the first time, in his crib instead of in the "sidecar" bassinet that he's rapidly outgrowing. He also is responding more and more to us rolling over in bed, etc., which wakes him, so it's time for him to have a quieter sleeping space (where he can go to bed at a nice early hour for babies). It was good -- he slept from 9 p.m. to 3 a.m., ate, and then slept again until about 7:30. Mr. McGee looked more rested this morning than he has in weeks. I heard the baby as soon as he woke up in his room -- I was afraid I might not hear him until he was wailing, but I heard him as soon as he started sleepy-hungry muttering. He went right back to sleep and woke up this morning cheerful and chatting with himself in his crib, and grinned at me when I came in to get him.

So it was good. But it was so sad! I know this is just the first in a long, long line of bittersweet parenting moments, but it was still sad. I kept asking Mr. McGee if I should go get the baby and bring him in, and Mr. McGee kept reassuring me he was fine. I checked on him about six times in the night (which is why I'm not quite so rested as everyone else), which for a worrywart like me is a low number.

I know I'll be glad he's in his own room because I am an extremely light sleeper and with him right next to me, his every wiggle and snorfle wakes me up and I end up exhausted. And now that he's only nursing once in the night most nights, it's easier to put him in the nursery than it would have been when he was up every two hours. But right now I'm sad that my baby doesn't need me quite as much as he did yesterday, and isn't quite as little as he was yesterday.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Shopping List

"Bean-jolly? What is bean-jolly?"


"... OH! That's a 'u'!"

"Yes. But I kind-of like bean-jolly."