Updates

A quick post to provide some updates:

1) Ferber: outcome excellent. I love him. If I wasn't married I would write a letter - better! rent a skywriter! - and ask him to marry me. In fact, I might do that anyway. We followed the plan, it sucked and then it worked, and now Owen is sleeping through the night. Until at least 5:30. I'll take it.

2) Big boy bed: see above. The remaining hurdle is, as predicted, naps. He won't nap in it unless I can get him to fall asleep first (for instance, driving him around in the car) and then transferring him. He doesn't sleep in a crib at daycare, though, so I'm not sure why the naps issue is such a no-go on weekends, especially when the night time bed is going so well. So, a mixed bag but mostly good.

3) Pregnancy: things could be going better. I'm much more uncomfortable than I was last time. The injury I sustained at 22 weeks to my left hip hasn't healed, and my back hurts a lot more this time around. I feel this can probably be directly attributed to the fact that last time I didn't need to haul around a 30lb toddler constantly. I also got diagnosed with gestational diabetes yesterday, which completely shocked me and is a total bummer (let's be real, the only upside to being pregnant over the holidays is the dessert table). I'm also now fearing a 14lb newborn. Only time - 7 weeks and change, but who's counting, really - will tell.

4) Christmas: I still hate it. Nonetheless we are now the owners of 3 (!) advent calendars and I am good naturedly going through the motions of opening them up one day at a time, so look what a good sport I am. This weekend we'll decorate seasonally, and we recently inherited enough Christmas decorations to outfit santa's village at Bloomingdales so I'm sure our house will be a sight in a few days. I'm even letting Owen listen to Christmas carols on the radio and Andy has forced me to stop lecturing Owen on rampant commercialism and manufactured sentiment. I might even take Owen to see Santa. I say again: look what a good sport I am.

5) Kitty: um, a handful. At dinner Andy asked me if the MSPCA is open on Saturdays. I didn't really ask him why he wanted to know, but well, Kitty, if you're reading this, I'd encourage you to get your act together. stat.