What! Already?

It's only ten minutes before ten o'clock and I've;

bathed and dressed the baby, cleaned the toilet and mopped it's floor, emptied the dishwasher, run a load of washing, stacked the dishwasher and fed the baby breakfast.

Now I've stopped for "morning coffee". My mother and grandmother would be proud.

On the other hand, I'm sure they would have been dressed and washed by now...

Today's the day to sort out my finances, do some gardening, see my sister, meet 17catherines and eat her cake, support Z in his homework, take Z to scoouts and recuperate/rest so I can survive the next two days at work.

Oh yes, also - pick up a baby, put down a baby, pick up a baby ad nauseum.

And for more fun on my list (and to make sure I don't forget) - write a calling sheet for showtime (book now!) and write the words for Stormscroll.

Better get on with it, I guess. BTW it's 10.30 now!

Well I feel a bit silly

I've been unhappy with Rose's sleep pattern recently.

She's been easy (for James) to put to bed during the day but has refused to go to sleep in her cot at night. I put her to bed, go back and settle her frequently and she gets more and more hysterical until, about an hour later, I give up and bring her into bed, feed her and she goes to sleep for the night.

I realised today that during the day James just puts her in the cot and leaves her to it. She cries for a while, talks to herself for a while and then goes to sleep. In that order.

Tonight when I decided she was ready for bed, I fed, put her pajamas and put her in the cot. Then I left her to it. She cried for a while, and then went to sleep. Easily and with no hysterics.

I've been getting in the way of her going to sleep.

I've been putting her into the mould of my other children and she doesn't fit. Silly me!

I hope I haven't jinxed myself by writing this.

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In other news, I'm off to another funeral tomorrow. This time it's the grandfather of my brother in law. R thought Jumbo was his father until he was told otherwise as an adult, so really, his dad died. It's crap, and my sister needs to spend her energy on her 4 week old baby, not this stuff! People need to stop dying for a while, dammit!

Also, I've pulled out of my yearly Showtime commitment, which would have started next week. If I tried to do that as well as all the other stuff I have on at the moment, I'll explode!