Reflection and Introspection

Hello! I feel like I need to reintroduce myself every time I write a blog post. I'm riding the bike and the moment and these days it seems like if I'm not multitasking, something's not right. I know, I know, not very "reflective" and "introspective" of me during this special time of year. All you reflective and introspective people can do it for me while I deal with my one-year-old crying so hard she vomits because I won't give her an open can of La Croix (that happened today). For all who may not know, La Croix is a sparkling water, not a French beer. I'm not day drinking these days, though it crosses my mind once or twice....a day. 

So let's do some reflection on Avery. The bags under my eyes reflect the lack of sleep I've been getting since my daughter is waking up three-five times EVERY night. We were at a good place before I left for Maui and now we are in a dark dark place. Last night, she woke up for the second time at 10:30 (which was nice only in that I wasn't asleep yet). I went in to tell her "goodnight!" in my cheeriest fake voice and listened for the next minutes while she lost her mind. When I started hearing the gagging that often accompanies her "vomit," I went in to nurse her and put her down peacefully. I sway between the hard-hearted wiked stepmother who just lets her scream and the soft-hearted mommy who feels so sad for her to alone in her crib. So mostly, I nurse her multiple times a night and try to convince myself this won't last forever. It won't, will it?!  

Also adding to my angst is that Avery decided to drop a nap. At Christmastime. During my busiest signpainting season. How dare she? Does she not understand how important two naps is to my productivity?

But when Avery decides to brush the devil off her shoulders, she is a complete joy. She's a total charmer in public and is the high-five champion. If she's convinced I'm not leaving her, she's a social butterfly and Miss Independent.

We ventured to the mall today. 

 

 

She does her own thing.

 

Oh and big news! Our kids were so good today that Santa came just to decorate the tree!

 

Sure hope he comes back. 

Enough reflection for now. I'm sweaty and my butt is hurting. 24 minutes on the bike is about 14 minutes longer than I usually make it. Unlike Santa, I'll be back before Christmas!