Well, Eisley slept fairly well last night. I didn't, regardless of the fact that I got about two hours at each stretch. I just seemed to wake up in the wrong part of my sleep cycle, so I was exhausted each time I had to get up.
Luckily, I have Netflix, so I watch Psych every time I get up... though I watch with headphones at night to keep the noise down for Eisley. She's getting better with her day/night reversal.
We were up today and doing our thing, but she was a bit fussy. I put her in the Sleep Wrap where she fell fast asleep and I made breakfast. I made cream of wheat and it was just way too much. Ugh. I need to keep it light and less carby. We came back and I let her sleep on me in the chair, then I realized I was tired, so I went into my room and dozed on my back with her still in the wrap.
I eventually got up cause she was wriggley and changed her diaper, then nursed her. While I was nursing, Martha and Ray showed up. I finished, then went out to say hello and passed her off to Martha while I showered. However, after I showered, I had to start dinner. I made BBQ Beef, but doubled the recipe, so I had to actually cook the meat in two different batches, since it all wouldn't fit in one!
I also made a cake. The whole cooking process took two hours. I realized what I do different than my mom when cooking. I try to keep the dishes to a minimum and clean them as I cook, so I'm not left with a huge mess when I finish. So, 99% of the dishes are done, too... save for the cake pan, which is holding the cake and the pot that is holding the meat.
Eisley got to sit with everyone for a moment, at least. I noticed my parents like to usurp the baby-holder position from other people. Needless to say, it's a good thing they'll be gone for some of the days when Michelle is here -- I'd hate for her to come all the way down and have my parents steal the baby constantly. I think they forget they get to see her everyday. Last night my mom was complaining that she thought about Eisley all day and came home and I wouldn't let her hold her, since she'd just gone to sleep and not slept well all day. I reminded her that Tyler thinks about her all day, too, but he doesn't get to see or hold her at all, so she needs to remember how good she's got it.
Well, I best get back to my motherly duties. I think I need to feed her soon.
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