But even in our relatively quiet (and let's face it a little boring) week, there have been some updates:
1. We stopped using the Merlin Sleepsuit, and we all briefly lost our shit.
But you guys. Tuesday, the first day we didn't use it, was a DISASTER. Like epic sleep fail. Ryland slept a grand total of TEN MINUTES. All. day. long. And those ten minutes only came after about an hour of fussing. That night it took 90 minutes for her to fall asleep (we are starting some legit sleep training now). I literally had this moment of panic where I felt like I was back to early newborn days where my baby was incapable of sleeping anywhere other than attached to my boob. What was I going to do?! I felt like my days of blogging and showering and cooking dinner and actually doing adult things while the baby slept were suddenly OVER. I may have cursed Merlin and considered burning the suit out of fury. The baby would not stop moving in her crib. Every time I went to check on her she would be in a totally different position. She kept wedging her feet through the slats, or turning onto her stomach and getting REALLY pissed off. It was not good.
And then we took a deep breath and Wednesday came. And things were a lot better. She did sleep again in the crib. She only fussed about 10-20 minutes on average before she fell asleep for naps and even less for nighttime (granted she did wake up every hour for the first three hours of the night, but baby steps). I put her in the old halo sleep sack (only with her arms unswaddled, if I had tried to swaddle her she might have punched me in the face).
Basically the moral of this story is that when it comes to babies, transitions are the WORST. Particularly my baby. I think she is like her mom and is a creature of habit. And when those habits were suddenly changed, she was not pleased. But I think we all knew at some point the sleep suit era had to end. After all they don't make them for adults. Yet. (Seriously they should think about making them for adults).
5. Halloween is coming! So if you didn't get it from the fact that the Halloween section of Target has exploded in my house, I'm a little excited about Halloween this year. I think I am going to be THAT obnoxious mother who turns into a crazed Martha Stewart (but like a really bad, off brand Martha Stewart who can't do a craft to save her life) for every holiday and really just needs to calm down. But it's fun right? And that's nice. Because Halloween stopped last being fun around age 24 (when you're 30 it's just not cute to get super drunk while in costume). And yeah Ryland will not remember this Halloween. She doesn't care. She can't eat candy. But still I couldn't resist getting a ridiculous (and ridiculously cute) PB Kids costume (on sale!) which I have honestly wanted to buy since before I was pregnant. I won't spoil the full outfit yet, but here's a little sneak peek.