I’m tired

I was going to take a nap when Riley went down today, but she woke after 45 mins so I had to go put her down again and I never got any sleep. I really should be waking her right now but I’m not that motivated. It’s okay if she doesn’t go to bed on time, right?

I’m super unmotivated right now if you couldn’t tell. I’m almost too unmotivated to update right now.

Anyway, two weeks ago we went to visit my folks because my dad was on vacation. My morning sickness was pretty much at a peak so it was nice to sleep in and sit on the couch all day. Of course the first night we had chicken, which is one of my pregnant no-no foods, but I lived through it. Yeah, besides sitting on the couch I didn’t do much.

Than last week we went to visit the ILs which was a little more involved. They offered to fly us, which terrified me, but it was the lesser evil (2 hour flight vs. 7 hour drive). It actually was fine – I had to nurse her on the 2nd flight, which I was hoping to avoid because people can be weird about extended breastfeeding, but it was that or let her scream. It was nap time and the poor thing was overwhelmed. I was so happy when we landed and couldn’t wait to get to a couch (we got up at 4:30 in the morning!) but instead we got dragged out to lunch and then to the freaking zoo. Oh well, Riley liked the animals. I was glad we went back to their place after that, though, because I had woken her at 6 AM and she only napped 45 mins (normally 3-4 hours) so she was ready for bed.

The next day we spent hours at the fair. It was insanely hot, but we survived….kind of lol. Phil was made last year the NH fairs didn’t have fried food, so we sampled a lot. We had fried Oreos, pickles, Twix, peanut butter cups, and Kool Aid. Phil also had one of those nasty burgers on a donut, YUCK! Riley really liked the horse show, bunny/chicken barn, and petting zoo. OMG the petting zoo. They had a buffalo (of all things, there was also a zebra – aren’t those aggressive?) and she literally sat down in the sawdust and refused to move on. She loved that freaking thing. My ILs were grating on me because she would get really into one animal or barn and they kept rushing her through and trying to show her stuff she didn’t care about, but I know they were just excited. I tend to let her go at her own pace so she can take it all in. They also kept taking her from me and telling me not to bother with the carrier because I needed a break, but that just made Riley cranky because she wanted to ride on my back. Ah well.

Saturday was a waste because my child wouldn’t nap. It took almost 2 hours and at one point after I left her with Phil (to eat lunch, I was STARVING) I went back and she wouldn’t stop screaming. I finally pinned her down and shoved a boob in her face and once she latched she was wet noodle passed out lol. Of course it was so late by then we had to wake her to go to dinner *sigh* I should mention this whole trip I had been miraculously morning sickness-free, but it started creeping back that night. We went to dinner at an Italian place and I was not feeling it at all.

Sunday we flew home, wohoo.

We had lost Riley’s favorite little animal on one of our pre-trip shopping runs so we went back Monday and it was in the lost and found, yay! I felt bad because every once in awhile something would remind her and she’d start "chicky chicky chicky" looking for it.

There was a local fair Monday, but R napped 4 1/2 hours (didn’t sleep great in NY obviously) so we did nothing.

My life is ridiculously boring lol.

So I’m pretty sure she has weaned. We were down to mostly just bedtime (sometimes nap too) and Monday night she just didn’t ask for it. We rocked and she went down. Same thing happened Tuesday – I came out crying to Phil. Like literally, I almost couldn’t tell him why I was crying it was so bad lol. Then when I finally told him he was so confused. I believe the response was "But, that’s what you wanted, right?" I felt sad that it was over, sad that I don’t have any pictures (really going to regret that one), sad that I didn’t know our last session was going to be the last. The bigger part of me is relieved because it was very easy and needed to happen before the next baby, I didn’t want to tandem, but I didn’t expect it so out of the blue. She did ask last night and was mad when I just kept rocking, but she didn’t pull down my shirt or bra like in the past. Instead she climbed angrily out of the rocking chair lol. So we got her seahorse to play some music while we rocked and she out before it was done (it plays 5 mins). My sweet girl. Part of me wants to say just kidding and offer again if she asks, but I won’t. In reality I’m nauseous and my nipples are sore and it was a good time to end for both of us.

First appointment is next Tuesday, I’ll be 10 1/2 weeks (10 today, wohoo!) I can’t believe this thing is 1/4 of the way done. Assuming we hear a h/b we’ll be telling our parents and siblings next weekend. Might hold off on friends and coworkers until the 2nd appoint, I still feel like 11 weeks is early. I guess it’s not really. I just don’t feel like telling anyone lol. I took a picture of my nothing yesterday, view my bloat!

I’ve been wearing very baggy tops. I’m pretty sure that’s what I looked like at 15 weeks last time. Oh well.

I should probably go get my child. She has been awake awhile now, lol. I keep hearing her hooting and squealing with the occasional MAMA! She’s freaking adorable today, I should take a pic. I know a lot of people hate rompers on older babies, but I LOVE them. She looks so cute in it!