sleepy time
While I hate to possibly jinx it, Kai does finally sleep through the night. Actually, he’s been doing it for a few days, but under the influence of the cold virus I forgot to update you all. He did cry for a couple nights. One night he cried for an hour straight. I didn’t think he had it in him, but man he is stubborn. As far as how we got through it, I recommend very good earplugs. When purchasing earplugs, they will usually be rated with a negative dB number, the bigger the number, the better. Mine are -29dB. I didn’t hear a thing.
But getting back to the present, Kai now sleeps about nine hours a night, straight through. It is quite pleasant. The trick now is to get him to stay up until as close to 9 as possible, so that he doesn’t wake up before the newspaper deliveries begin. Tonight he went down at 8:30, which means he’ll be up no later than 5:30 in the am. He nurses first thing in the morning, and then plays with Erin until she leaves for work or until I get up. Sometimes a boy just needs his mama.
For President’s Day, Erin and I celebrated our past American presidents by purchasing a British-invented Dyson vacuum cleaner, the kind that never lose suction. Let me be the first to tell you that this thing is expensive. I never imagined that I would ever spend that much money on a vacuum cleaner. But with a baby on the verge of crawling, it would be nice if the floors that he crawled on were free of excess filth.
This Dyson sucks. Everything. We ran it over the rug that Erin had just vacuumed two days prior and it dug up more dirt than a tabloid photographer. I was impressed. This thing is awesome, and it just looks like a man’s vacuum cleaner. That’s important, although 99.9% of the time Erin does the vacuuming around here. Have I mentioned how great she is?
And since you asked, I think I’ve pretty much kicked my cold. I’m still a bit congested, and some of the congestion has moved into my chest, but my energy level is up and today I had some of my mom’s tom yum soup, which always helps me get over any illness. Sometimes a boy just needs his mama.
But getting back to the present, Kai now sleeps about nine hours a night, straight through. It is quite pleasant. The trick now is to get him to stay up until as close to 9 as possible, so that he doesn’t wake up before the newspaper deliveries begin. Tonight he went down at 8:30, which means he’ll be up no later than 5:30 in the am. He nurses first thing in the morning, and then plays with Erin until she leaves for work or until I get up. Sometimes a boy just needs his mama.
For President’s Day, Erin and I celebrated our past American presidents by purchasing a British-invented Dyson vacuum cleaner, the kind that never lose suction. Let me be the first to tell you that this thing is expensive. I never imagined that I would ever spend that much money on a vacuum cleaner. But with a baby on the verge of crawling, it would be nice if the floors that he crawled on were free of excess filth.
This Dyson sucks. Everything. We ran it over the rug that Erin had just vacuumed two days prior and it dug up more dirt than a tabloid photographer. I was impressed. This thing is awesome, and it just looks like a man’s vacuum cleaner. That’s important, although 99.9% of the time Erin does the vacuuming around here. Have I mentioned how great she is?
And since you asked, I think I’ve pretty much kicked my cold. I’m still a bit congested, and some of the congestion has moved into my chest, but my energy level is up and today I had some of my mom’s tom yum soup, which always helps me get over any illness. Sometimes a boy just needs his mama.
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