Friday, April 1, 2011


Well, I got some unwanted exercise last night - four sets to be exact.

Transitioning to the nursery seemed completely effortless until my first awakening at 1:30 am.  Mattie Jane's pitiful cry woke me quickly out of a deep slumber and a really interesting dream that I was disappointed I couldn't finish.  I climbed the stairs up to the nursery to find that all three pacifiers had fallen out of the crib (and they say bumpers aren't good for anything).  In a matter of seconds I gave Mattie her pacifier and placed the extras in arm's reach - we were good to go.

Until 3 am 
Then 4:30 am
And finally 6 am

Would Social Services come and get me if I strapped the pacifier to my baby's face?

Hopefully tonight will be better.  I'm not gonna give in and bring her back downstairs.  If anything, I may have to suffer through taking away her pacifier all together.  Lord, help us if that happens.

It wasn't too long ago that I took Evan's last picture in his crib...

Mattie Jane has officially taken over and posed for her first pictures in what is now her crib...

1 comment:

Score said...

Surely you could at least put the pacifier on a leash, right? I'd be tempted too. good luck!