The Life of me.

 

I know I promised to write and note more, but I totally suck, I am reading but I pretty much just get on here to look at my Pregnancy entries so I can remember how I felt or what happened for the baby’s book. I love/hate this scrapbooking thing. I love it because it is arts & crafts and if I could make a living a professional arts & crafter you bet I would. I love looking back at all the memories of being pregnant. I love the fact that I now realize how much I actually loved it and how I had more ups than I thought. I love putting all the pages together in colorful patterns and gluing, cutting, and coloring my little heart out.

I hate the fact that I waited to try and do all 34 weeks at once (I started at week 5 when I found out I was pregnant, and she came at 39 weeks). I hate the fact that I am OCD and will start an entire new page if I mess up the tiniest bit. I hate that I have to try and do it in between  trying to make the baby eat, get down, carrying her, giving her my undivided attention or whatever she requires. I hate the fact that I didn’t find out about online scrapbooks until I was 14 weeks in to the book. I hate the fact that I can’t switch to the online scrap book pages because I am to OCD to have two different styles in the book. My boss told me to stop calling myself OCD and instead say I am a perfectionist. I used to not say that because it sounded as though I was striving to be perfect and nobody is perfect so who am I to try and be. But when I think about it, why not strive for perfection? As long as I understand that I will never reach perfection and try not to beat myself up over, why not? Striving for perfection insures that I produce the best possible product limited to my ability, whether it is a scrap book or my job. Well at least that’s what I tell myself so I don’t feel so negative about being OCD.

Anywho this is getting away from my original subject.

~ Last Sunday I decided to give the whole ‘Sleep training a try. So after an entire day of preparing myself, and devising a plan, I took the baby to her bed, kissed her goodnight and walked away. My plan was to fix my lunch and prepare for work the next day, and if she was still crying by the time I was done, I would go get her. Well she never cried and when I went to check on her, she was sleep. So I tried it again the next night and same thing, went to sleep no crying. She did this 4 night in a row and OMG what a wonderful feeling to go to bed without fighting my child to sleep first. When I rocked her to sleep, she screamed like I was killing her, little did I know that she wanted to go to be on her own, such a big girl.

Well my luck ran out last night, she cried for 30 min, and it took everything in me to not go get her. When I got to where I couldn’t handle it, I started to go up stairs and she abruptly stopped crying. I went to check on her and she was sound asleep. Did it again today at nap time, I laid her down and walked away, she screamed for about 10 min and she fell asleep. Sleep training is not as bad as I thought, but I would love to go back to the first 4 days.

In other news. I had a check up the other day. My stupid IUD moved back down. The doctor said it would be okay, I’ll just be one of the lucky ones who keep having a period. Yay (how do you type sarcasm). To be honest I don’t care about the period it’s the pregnancy I’m worried about. I’m not ready for another one yet. 

Ok enough about me. Tell me something about you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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