First! Happy Monday! I had a pretty good weekend. It involved climbing and working out and some reconnecting time between the husband and I. It also involved a lot of cleaning and mowing, for which my back pays dearly. But, it’s a new week and the last week of classes at that. I am pretty glad to be done with this semester, even though the pay is so ridiculously good.

So, onto the stuff. We found a day care! Ok, really, I found the day care but still. It’s at a church preschool but I really liked the environment, the people, and mostly, the director. I didn’t feel like she was trying to pump up her place too much but she was honest and real. I feel relieved. There’s a fee to hold his spot, a fee for the curriculum and a couple other small things (10 dollar passkey fee, we have to provide a sleep mat) but when all is said and done, the monthly is 50 dollars less than what we pay now. Gas prices may have gone down 20 cents but we’re still being frugal in what we spend our money on. So there’s one thing I can cross off my list.

Elliot has been doing a few things lately that perpetually blow my mind. For one, as smal as it may seem, he definitely knows that you look at someone/thing’s face. He had a puppy stuffed animal and I was watching him inspect the face and then touch its nose… right before he stuffed it into his mouth. But either way, it amazed me how he has learned that that’s the side you look at and/or talk to. Also, he hands me things now if I ask for it. Besides that, he knows that the little yellow shapes that came out of the Shape ‘n’ Sort must go back in there. He can’t match up a shape but he definitely tries to jam the pieces back inside. He calls Ash “dada” when he sees him. He whines “mamamama” as he crawls towards me,  needy. He can stand without holding onto anything but he won’t take any steps unless he’s holding onto us. But still, he is making huge steps!

I feel very scatterbrained lately and cannot seem to find any clarity. This is due in part to what I think could be a sinus infection. The left side of my head feels all stuffy and heavy and like I ran into a post or something. I await the day when I can actually sleep and feel rested in the morning. It isn’t because the Boy doesn’t sleep. For he does. But I can’t seem to get to bed much before 11 or 12 and on the weekends, I don’t sleep in. That is, until this coming week. Hopefully. A while ago, Ash promised that once Elliot was eating from a bottle that he would take one of the weekend mornings. Well we’re almost there. For two days now I have fed him what little breastmilk supply I had and then a bottle. I cannot begin to explain how glorious sleeping in will be. I feel like it’s been forever since I did it.

Something that a friend of mine said keeps repeating in my head. We were on google chat, as she and I so often are, and I mentioned that Elliot seems to like Def Leppard most, out of al the music we listen to, which involves a great variety of bands. She said something to the effect of, “Oh, Hannah only listens to kids music.” And I know she didn’t mean it like, “Wow, what kind of heathen parent are you, letting your son rock out to “Photograph”?? As an infant, he would fall asleep when we played loud music. I have read that some babies are like this and the louder the noise, the better they sleep. We used to play this band (click on “Through the fire and flames”) all the time and it put him out like a light. But it did strike me and it keeps showing up in my brain. At 11 months old, do you think I am doing damage to him?

Ok, that’s all I got for now. My brain is full of blog topics and yet, the space between my nuerons and the keyboard can not be linked somehow. Perhaps it takes a miracle. Or somply more coffee. TTFN!