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I miss hand lotion

Is that the weirdest subject or what?

A few years ago I developed some kind of weird allergy to who-knows-what in most lotions and liquid soaps. It sounds mildly annoying, but really it’s far worse than that. This particular allergy not only makes it difficult for me to wash my hands in public places, it also makes it close to impossible for me not to have painfully dry hands for close to a third of the year.

It’s one of life’s weird ironies that my hands hurt so bad during my favorite months of the year. Also, I am quite attached to my fireplace; nothing dries the air like a good wood fire.

But all winter, the only balm I can use for my dry skin is neosporin, which is neither cheap nor practical. And some days I dream of being able to use hand lotion. That’s it. I just want to moisturize my hands like every other person in America.

Like I said, weird subject, right?

How funny

I swear I wrote this post before reading that one. I swear.

On a schedule?

At night, C sticks to a pretty good schedule. We give her a bath every night - of course she needs one after a long day of napping and being held. She usually gets to bed a little after 8, and she sleeps roughly five hours. From there she’s a little less predictable, but she usually sleeps most of the rest of the night, often with us.

During the day is a different matter, though. All week she has been awake all morning and sleeping all afternoon. Today she fell asleep around 10 and is still under. There’s little rhyme or reason to it. And some days she doesn’t sleep much at all during the day.

Luckily, her sleep patterns during the day seem to be completely unrelated to how she’ll sleep at night. Unless she sleeps all evening, she sleeps well at night. She just does. It doesn’t matter if she slept well or poorly all day, she follows her night schedule.

I wonder when she’ll get a day schedule.

Business do not call list

Why on earth are businesses excluded from the do not call registry?

And yes, that is a rhetorical question. They’re excluded because other businesses had more pull.

I waste way too much time every day answering calls from telemarketers. And what really gets me is that only about one in twenty is a person. Most of the calls I waste my time on aren’t even from human beings. Ugh.

Is this ok?

I was told “she put herself in that position, it’s ok.”

But I’m not sure I buy that logic.

Thoughts?

Baby at work

Breathing is overrated

At least that’s what C and I are trying to convince ourselves.

Back to work

I’m back to work this morning after taking off with C yesterday. We decided I wouldn’t get any work done if I took her to work, because of her cold making it hard for her to sleep. And really, sick babies just want to be held. It turned out to be a good thing that I stayed home, because the longest time she let me put her down was about thirty minutes. The rest of the day I held her. I didn’t even have time to check my email more than once or twice. It was something.

Not that I’m complaining.

C is feeling a lot better today, but she’s still having issues breathing. She’s getting old enough to understand that when I put her in my car, she’s going to be in her carseat for a while and that’s just life. She rarely complains about my car, I think because she knows she just has to wait a while and she’ll be let out. This morning, the drive up was uneventful except that I could hear her struggling to breath in the back seat. Having a cold myself, I am extra sympathetic. But at least I understand why I feel so bad and how long it’ll take to feel better.

I think today is going to go a lot better. But even if she isn’t feeling great, I have more help today. I can hear my mother playing with her in the other room right now. It’s pretty cute.

Extraordinarily sleepy

I’m still recovering from the weekend’s baby christening festivities. That and this obnoxious cold (thanks a lot, C). I can’t seem to keep my eyes open this morning, even though I only got up an hour earlier today than I did yesterday (or any other day since Wednesday, for that matter).

It’s like a post-Thanksgiving hangover. And I wanna go back to bed.

Ok, I lied

Sorry. No cute baby pictures.

I’m still not sure if C was feeling sick, teething, or simply on a bottle strike this morning. All I know is she cried and cried and screamed and screamed for quite a while. But at some point, I finally got her to drink for a minute or two, after which she fell into a long and peaceful sleep. When she awoke, C was back to her normal, easy self.

And since her normal, easy self is sleeping in my lap at the moment, and since my camera is across the room, I guess there will be no cute baby pictures for us today.

But I’ll tell you what she looks like. She’s got both arms raised above her hands, with her fists clenched. And she’s making a wonderful light snoring sound.