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Sep. 29th, 2011 @ 04:23 am The things that happen when you parent...
Current Mood: tiredtired
That was interesting. Kidlet generally sleeps for two to three hours in a row at night, and then fusses until she is picked up and fed. So I get up at 3:45ish, really wanting just a half hour more sleep, please. But a child does not have a snooze button, more is the pity.

So I get up, pick her up, and take her into her bedroom, while she slips down my body, trying to get to the breast. We get the upstairs nom pillow and get settled in feeding positions.

And then it is 4:15, and she is asleep in my lap and I have not even pulled the breast out of the bra for feeding. I literally have no conception of the time passing, except that the clock has suddenly jumped ahead, so we must have fallen asleep in the chair.

In other news, this is Kidlet's first Rosh Hashanah. We went to my parents' house for the seder, which was very nice. Kidlet did enjoy herself, but I think there was too much noise and too much action for her to properly eat. I tried feeding her twice throughout the night, and she'd only eat a little before pulling off the breast multiple times. And when we got in the car, we hadn't gotten much more than a couple of miles before she started screaming. So we found a parking lot, and she had a good, solid feed. Then I got in the back with her and held her hand, and we both fell asleep on the way home. The moral of the story? Take the child into a quiet room to eat, not just slightly away from the gathering.

I'm not going to services this year; I've been away from work too much lately, and I'd only be going to the children's services anyway. But I will at least be going to the Yom Kippur children's services, with Kidlet, natch. I might do more services next year, when I don't feel quite so guilty about leaving Kidlet at home, and when I don't need to pump during the day.

L'shanah tovah tikatevu!
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Jul. 29th, 2011 @ 03:15 pm The baby weight loss plan
Current Mood: happyhappy
So, while I was pregnant, I gained three pounds, and then dropped to a pound below my pre-pregnancy weight. Then I had the kid.

Post-pregnancy, I dropped all the kid weight, which meant that I was sitting in the low 170's.

Today, according to the WiiFit, my BMI went from "Obese" to "Overweight"!

Kidlet is still thriving, and I'm doing okay, so I'm certainly not starving either of us. It's just nice to see that I'm slowly drifting downwards on the weight scale. I'm not sure what's going to happen when I'm not feeding both her and me, but hopefully by then I'll be in a mental and physical place where I can go back to eating semi-diabetically. (As that weight plan seems to have been fantastic for me.)

But, for now, go me!
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Jul. 21st, 2011 @ 09:16 am Ebooks
Current Mood: chipperchipper
So, I have been pretty much restricted to ebooks for the last two months. Being forced to go to an all ebook diet has made me much more supportive of the idea of ebooks, and I may read more of them as time progresses. But I still have serious issues with ebooks, and I seldom hear them discussed when people talk about "Oh noes! THey're coming to take away my paper books!"

1) The format wars. EPUB and/or Google Books may be dealing with this, but I still hate it. Dear B&N, why don't you make your format accessible to people, even if they don't own a Nook? I might buy from you, if that were the case. Also, I am not terribly inclined to buy a book that I may not be able to read in the future.

2) The lack of help from Google Books. I want to buy ebooks from independent bookstores. I even signed up with Third Place to do so. But I looked at the Google Books help, and then I looked at the forums, and I found a lot of people who couldn't get any help when they had problems. And as much as I may prefer to give money to 3rd Place instead of Sony, at least Sony has a staff of people who can help me out if things go awry.

3) I really liked the idea of "Buy this hardcover, pay an extra $1-5 and get the ebook added in!" I really wish publishers would do this. I'd buy more hardcovers, I think.

4) Households. So we all have to have the same brand if we want the family to be able to read the household's books? What if there are more than five people in a family? In a divorce, or when a child moves out, how do you split up the books? How do you keep your kid from gaining access to those X-rated works you bought, or just books you don't want your child reading right now? If they're physical, you can hide them, but as far as I know, you can't do that with books you buy from reputable sources. (Fanfic and other online stuff don't have to be stored in the same directory, at least with Sony.)

5) Footnotes. They need to get better.

6) Renting books. I still think that Baen is the best on the market for ebooks, and bravo to Nightshade for using Baen to put out their ebooks as well. Unfortunately, there are only so many Baen and Nightshade books I want.
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Jul. 15th, 2011 @ 09:33 am The screaming in my ear has stopped. That's nice.
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The insane, inconsolable crying before dropping into sleep from sheer exhaustion? Yeah, I'd like to be done with that.

For my sleep habits, I saw a counselor yesterday. She gave me some muscle relaxation exercises, and a countdown exercise to do as I sleep. And they worked, they really did. The big problem was when Kidlet woke up 30-60 minutes after I'd fallen asleep, and I litterally fell back asleep and dreamed in the the middle of a conversation with [profile] wanderingfey. Bless his heart, he took her. Fortunately, she just needed some rocking to go back to sleep. (She wasn't awake, just yelling.) Still, getting up an hour after that was still hard, but doable. Now I just need to do some meditating and exercise during the day.

I finished Julia Kagawa's The Iron Queen. I picked it up because a) it won the 2011 RITA for YA Romance, b) it looked interesting, and c) it was written by one of the two 2011 RITA award winners who was not Caucasian. So, in the furtherance of the [community profile] 50books_poc challenge (which I totally have never succeeded in, as far as I know), I checked it out.

It's not a bad book. It's got some interesting ideas about Faery. I found it interesting/amusing that Kagawa's land of the fae is called the Nevernever, as that's a word I've only heard from the Dresden Files before. I read it through to the end, which is more than I can say for many a book lately. But on the whole, it didn't do all that much for me. There's a teenage girl. There's the boy she loves (and who loves her back -- this is book three of the series), and the boy who's her best friend who wants to be her true love. Note: she does not seem to have any female friends. In fact, the only other women I remember are Mab and the main character's mother, and I really don't like books with a female protagonist who has no female friends. (Or even allies.) It smacks too much of the Smurfette Principle to me. One of the things I've come to appreciate about linked or grouped romances is that, even though each book centers on one male/female couple, the females can and do interact with each other in books not their own, and a community is created. (You can do the same thing is a solo book, but that doesn't often happen in the romance genre, at least as far as I've seen.)

Honestly, I probably would have really enjoyed this book as a teenager, what with the pretty boys and the cosmic power. And it's as well-written as other YAs I've read recently. So for its target audience, it's a good book. For me, not so much.

We had game at our house. I really do like gaming, and I really like having people come over. I just wish that Kidlet would go down easier on Thursday nights. Heck, I wish she went down easier most nights, but last night was really an awake-time of epic proportions. Oddly, she didn't really nap through most of the day, so I don't know what that was about. We shall see, I suppose.
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Jul. 13th, 2011 @ 09:42 am Random update
Current Mood: awakeawake
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Kidlet's hair looks black when there's blarg in it. Otherwise, it's light brown, with what might be gold highlights. It's amazing what you can see when you give the kid a bath.

Today is not a day in which we have anything scheduled. Yay! I think Kidlet has been spending too many afternoons in her car seat.

I finished Ilona Andrews's Magic Slays yesterday, thanks to the library. (I actually have the book, but as a paper book, which doesn't work real well right now. It is quite good. Like the Kitty books, I think these are getting better as the series progresses. There is definitely growth and change. I especially love how Kate has been moving from the badass, solitary, out-of-bubblegum trope in book one into someone who is growing a circle of friends and family around her. Especially since those friends and family include a number of equally real women. I love when urban fantasy heroines have female friends.

My life really is revolving around Kidlet, books, and events right now. If I seem a bit one-note, well, there's a definite reason for it. Calories are still replacements for sleep, and a sense of exhaustion still pervades the house. I still have thank you notes to write and to send out. (And the sending always seems to be the hardest.) And we're in the PURPLE stage, where we can expect lots of wailing and screaming. (Like what I was dealing with this morning.) And it's wailing and screaming about nothing. Or, more precisely, Kidlet is unhappy, but has no idea what will make her happy. So she screams until we hit on something to soothe her or she goes to sleep. (Which is often what she wants, but doesn't admit.)

Kind of boring, but that's what I've got for now. Newborns are nice, but they don't make for interesting lives. (Though I wonder how Michelle Duggar does it. I mean, getting up at random late-night times for at least an hour at a time for something like twenty years? Bleah. Not for me.)
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Jul. 10th, 2011 @ 08:14 am Morning
Current Mood: amusedamused
It is warm, so [profile] wanderingfey puts fans in the windows at night to cool down the house. This is very good, except it can get a little chill in the mornings.

Kidlet woke up for her morning feeding at 6 am. (I'd shout Hallelujah, but I don't know when she went down.) She ate, and went back down at 7. I pumped, and was just finishing up breakfast preparations when I heard wailing from upstairs. I look: 6:30-ish. Not nearly enough time for her to be awake yet. And I'm right; despite the loud noises, Kidlet is still dead asleep.

So we just did 30 minutes or so of rocking and cuddles, while Mommy read Anthony Bourdain's Medium Raw and nuzzled at Kidlet's hair. Eventually, the mewls died away, and al dente Kidlet turned back into limp noodle Kidlet. And now she is back in her crib, sound asleep.

I still don't know how we're going to make this work thing work, but I do know that that was a pretty darned wonderful half hour. (At least when she stopped being a squirmy worm and deigned to be settled into a position that didn't make me fear for her neck.)
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Jul. 2nd, 2011 @ 10:04 am They go to sleep, right?
Current Mood: hungryhungry
Kidlet entered a phase last week that is likely to occur for a long, long time. She has discovered 'I'm Tired, and I Don't Want to Sleep.' Given that both her parents fall prey to this, I expect it to last for a while. (When she's older, I am imagining on insisting on being in bed with lights out at bedtime. We shall see what happens.)

What it means right now is that she wails, and nothing will comfort her. She makes "food" motions, but refuses food when offered. The play mat does nothing, and cuddles and back pats are five second salves at best. The crying doesn't last for a long time, relatively, but when you have a child screaming in your ear loud enough to make your ears literally ring, five minutes is a very long time. ('Literally' is not used here for emphasis; Kidlet can actually reach a tone that reverberates in my ears. I worry about my hearing, but it's also an intellectually interesting phenomenon.)

So it's 10 am-ish, and it's clear that Kidlet wants to go to sleep and is refusing to do so. There's not much I can do except hold her in the position she keeps falling into and let her cry. (The trust she has in me is astonishing. She lets herself drop off my shoulder, with the assumption that I will have an arm in position to catch her. So far, she's not been wrong.) She curled up in a fetal position, wailing her little heart out.

And in mid-cry, she goes to sleep. 60 to zero.

I am amused.

In related news, [profile] wanderingfey and I found Go the F*ck to Sleep in a bookstore. We have not purchased it yet, but may later. We couldn't help it; we laughed the whole way through. Kidlet is not at the stage of the book's child yet, but holy goodness, we related. We so related.

In other kid-related news, I now have Peggy Orenstien's Cinderella Ate My Daughter from the library. I waited for the book for four or six months. I picked it up yesterday. And then, last night, I got a message that the ebook was available. (The book will be going back soon, natch.)

It's a very easy read, but a rather chilling one. It's a reminder of the shoals and waves that still lie ahead to be navigated, a show of the fights to come. It will be...interesting.

In other book news, I have finished Fuzzy Nation, which was definitely as good as Little Fuzzy. I think I prefer Little Fuzzy (and I want to read the others!), but FN is still a lovely little book. I've also been re-reading Mercedes Lackey's retelling of fairly tales, and actually read The Black Swan for the first time. It's very pleasant.

I also finished Kitty's Big Trouble, which I enjoyed more than Kitty Goes to War. At the same time, they do feel a little like Little Fuzzy; it feels that they're too short, that something is missing. I suppose that's what happens when you're used to doorstoppers, but there was still a rushed feel to KBT. It's going to be interesting to see Vaughn wrap up the series.

Now to make some French toast for me. ([profile] wanderingfey prepped French toast last night with the brioche bread I got for Shabbat. My cooking last night was homemade oven-baked barbeque chicken, with extra barbeque sauce. It's nice to have good home-cooked food.)
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Jun. 28th, 2011 @ 10:14 pm Fourth of July follies
Current Mood: tiredtired
We live in an unincorporated area. This means that there are no local fireworks regs, just the state and county ones (if there are such things.) This then means that people in our area buy fireworks.

Someone has been shooting off M-16s since dark.

I have no idea if this will continue to hold true, but since Kidlet decided to cry herself out around 8 pm tonight (including tears and screaming herself hoarse!), she has slept through every single boom with nary a twitch. Even the ones that her parents have jumped at.

The actual 4th? Should be interesting.
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Jun. 28th, 2011 @ 07:37 am The little things
Current Mood: amusedamused
This morning, while I was rocking with Kidlet, a little yellow bird came up and tapped at her window. It flew away shortly thereafter, but it was still nifty.

And also this morning, Kidlet laughed. I was drinking some water from a Camelback, and trying not to spill any of the water that had collected at the top. I was making some odd noises, and in the crook of my other arm, I heard a little burble of joyful laughter. I looked over, and Kidlet had a big, broad smile in her sleep.

Definitely worth the early wakeup, especially since I'd gotten a decent rest earlier.
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Jun. 27th, 2011 @ 09:06 pm Updating the world
Current Mood: exhaustedexhausted
Well, Kidlet is asleep, and I'm not all that interested in dinking about on websites, and I'm stuck at the computer for a while (hands-free pumping: ten thousand times better than holding two bottles to your breasts for 15 minutes!), so I should probably actually write an update.

I am totally not getting enough sleep. People ask me how I'm doing, and I say, "Tired," and they laugh, because they know it's true. But it is true, and more so than I ever believed. I'm running on four to six hours a night. Six would be great, if it were in one block. But it's not; I get three to four hours between 10 and 3, and then it's catch as catch can from that point on. Between pumping, cleaning, and trying to actually fall back asleep before the sun gets so high I can't do it at all, I get one to three more hours. Today was very bad; I probably got 4.5 - 5.5 hours, and I didn't pull out of foggy-headedness until two or so. I'll probably go to bed after this pumping go-round.

Still, Kidlet has learned to smile, and she pulls it out when she sees me looking at her over the crib rails, or on the changing table. I swear to G-d, it's why I don't kill her. She has learned fussiness, and pulled it out at four-thirty or so this morning. Not. Pleasant. But then when I stumbled to her side at 7:40 this morning (after getting her down at 6:40), she smiled up at me, and all of the "Go the F*ck to Sleep" in my heart melted. (To be replaced later that morning when she proceeded to scream in my ear, but that's another story altogether.)

I love romance novels. They are about the speed I can cope with right now, which tells you something about me and something about romance novels. I just finished Mary Jo Putney's One Perfect Rose, which was surprisingly good. Entirely predictable, but the hero's journey and the characterizations of the cast were really quite nice.

I want my books to be happy, right now. Re-reading Jim Butcher's Changes nearly broke my heart. Poor Maggie. Hexk, reading about the heroine's early life in One Perfect Rose also nearly made me cry, and the flashback to the death of the Penderwick children's mother in The Penderwicks of Gardam Street did make me cry.

Pumping time is over, so it's bedtime-ish for me. Good-night!
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