When Co-sleeping Causes Foot-in-mouth Mornings

Y'all this morning (yes, it's only 8:42 as I type) needs a redo button.

Sometimes I really wonder if I would be a better momma if I wasn't nursing and co-sleeping. 

I'm just so exhausted, and I know I should just try to get over it but oh geez louise... come on!

Example:
Took the kiddos swimming for 90+ minutes yesterday morning, had lunch, and then....(I know, the epic nap all expect, right?)
Jonah took all of a 90 minute nap (mostly normal) and Rita didn't nap, until 6:15pm when we were on the way to dinner at a friend's. Oh yie yie yie.  We hoped that maybe she was done for the night but then about 7:30 little miss popped those pretty eyes open and now we aren't surprised that at 11:00pm she was still going strong, are we?  SO this morning I get up to try and do a kind and sweet deed of baking yeast bread rolls for the company dinner at Tyler's work today, but did you know I realized at 9:00pm last night that I bought the WRONG flour.  Oh, yes, I did.  BUT I tried to be positive since yesterday afternoon and evening and night was not nearly as relaxing as I hoped for.  So, there was little Jo sleeping in our bed (he comes in about 5:00am and commence nursing marathon), but the source of endless milky comfort was not (!) there (!) because she was trying to be a good wife, so, Jo who sleeps usually until the eight oclock hour was UP UP UP for 7:00, crying, angry, grouchy, etc. etc. which woke up princess right about 7:45.  Do the math peeps, 11:30-7:45 aint no where near twelve hours, heck I would have been elated with ten hours for Rita, but alas, the child who has never really enjoyed sleep strikes again and our second interaction of the day is her attempting her sideways slap of I'm-swinging-my-arm-and-if-I-hit-you-then-goal-of-hitting-without-hitting-accomplished and do you know I hauled ms thing back into her room and closed the door because hello early-morning all to myself so I can be a sweet wife is BACKFIRING I mean, hello, it's not like I'm doing anything bad...can a girl just have a cup of hot coffee with milk (except of course we are out of milk) and do her baking for her hubby in the morning before utter chaos? Apparently no, because here I am, two hours later, blogging with a sleeping baby (FINALLY!) in my lap and sipping a milk-less cup of cold coffee.

He really is so precious...

Adorable.

Ok, ok, I get it.  The sleepless will be all worth it. 

So, Happy Friday.

Food-ish Things

First, Auntie Leila of {pretty, happy, funny, real} is ill. She has shared so much wisdom with me through her blogging and I know she would greatly appreciate prayers. Please remember her.

Farmer's market = carrots for Thanksgiving! Bingo!

Second, I've heard that you shouldn't double baking recipes because sometimes the chemistry can go wrong. Cue the runny cookies that ended up needing an extra cup and a half of flour and were miraculously squished and baked into a massive giant cookie cake. Sent it to work with the hubster. Great reviews from the manly work crew. Thank you Jesus for not wasting the butter!!!!! It's so dang expensive these days!!  (Cookies are GREAT for postpartum NFP!  Don't be afraid! Bake the day away!)

Third, I'm baking again (I guess the above gave that away, but anyway)!!
BREAD!!! Bread, at least weekly. Therapeutic and delicious. A pretty sure sign I am beginning to move out of post partum ah-my-life-is-a-wreck-what-am-I-doing-and-why-does-no-one-have-clean-underwear slump. Although I think my spiffy new laundry routine is totally thebomb.com and it does a good job keeping me on task. It's so great to just knead dough. Idk. I just find that extremely soothing.

Fourth, we have a visitor tomorrow!!! Yay!!! Jonah's godmother and we are pumped! My to-do is obnoxious and if I nail it, it will be awesome. If not, it will still be an awesome day.

On the agenda tomorrow are sugar cookies, pie crusts, pecan pies, a pot pie for supper, and lots of chopping and slicing veggies in advance for our cozy Thanksgiving meal at home.  Yes, I'm crazy.  Whatever. 

Fifth, I scored BIG at the grocery. Thank you Lord. Spare ribs for...(drumroll)...49cents per lb!!!! Markdown for a roughed-up package? Oh yes thank you!!!! Those puppies are fast asleep in our freezer!

Cell phone snapshot before entering Arctic freeze!

Sixth, have you read A Knotted Life? Great blog! Great humor! Bonnie is a hoot and she is totally not trying to impress or belittle any momma out there.  That rocks.  Check it out!

And there were potatoes too!  Roasted veggies on the Thanksgiving menu!

Seventh (don't really have anything to say buttttttt seven is God's perfect number!) Oh! I have something!
Yeast Bread Rolls! Tried making them and can I say 1. Easy peasy 2. Delicious

Yeast bread rolls...A-mazing! (In the freezer for our...you guessed it! ...Thanksgiving menu!

Eighth, ok, I know, passing God's number .. We had a play date today with all the kiddos from our birth class for Rita. She had a blast at the park! She could swing for hours, I bet! Sweet girl has always liked rocking, and it seems like swinging is glorified rocking!

Ninth, I'm totally out of control and loving it! hahaha! I LOVE my babies but co-sleeping part-time is working best for us.  Part-time = Jo starts off in the Moses basket next to us and ends up in bed like um, every night.  But the sleep I get on my own in great.  And if I'm missing my little buddy, I just reach on over, scoop him up and plop that chunky 15lb 9 oz boy next to me!  He is so chunky and cute!   So it's mostly full-time but it's great!

Really, I'm obsessed with these carrots.  Orange, yellow, white, and deep red.  Gorgeous.

Tenth, Good night!

"Hold you baby! Hold you baby"  Rita, you're amazing.  I love you.