My daughter is almost 7 months old now, and is sleeping through basically every night. With this new development comes new freedom. For what feels like my whole life, but could not have been any longer than 7 months, my evenings would go something like this:

4:00-6:00 Cook dinner
6:00-6:30 Eat dinner
6:30-7:00 Walk in circles holding baby
7:00-8:00 Put baby to bed
8:00-8:30 Clean kitchen
8:30-9:00 Sit on couch and stare at TV for 30 minutes (if lucky)
9:00-9:30 Shower, maybe
9:30-10:00 Go to sleep

Now, she’s going to sleep with nearly no problem, so I’m done with that by 7:30. Half of the time my husband does it, so I can get straight to the cleaning. There’s no extended period of re-entering her room due to wailing, she pretty much just sleeps.

This means I have more time in the early evening, which is fantastic. Also, since I’m no longer waking up to feed her several times during the night, I don’t have to go to bed so early. My revised bedtime? 11pm!

What to do with my time from 8pm until 11? Well, some of the time is reserved for showering. I hope to make that a

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My New Favorite Picture

I promise, I’m not going to become a mommy-blog. I just can’t help but post an occasional picture of my beautiful little girl. She’s almost 5 months old now. The time is really flying by, but I still find myself impatient. I want her walking, talking, eating solid foods, going to college… It’s tough to enjoy the moment sometimes. This photo was taken after donning her bathing suit for her first swim. I hope my belly kisses continue to make her smile and laugh like that, because I don’t plan to stop.

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My First Mother’s Day

I spent the morning with my mother and mother-in-law, along with my daughter. It was a wonderful morning, filled with quiche, coffee, and chocolates. I’m looking forward to future Mother’s Days, ones when she knows she shouldn’t spend the day screaming and fussing. Ones that aren’t filled with diaper rash and bottle warmings. Ones that come with handmade cards and sloppy fruit salads. Ones where we can sit and laugh and enjoy our time together. Until then, though, I’ll enjoy what I’ve got. And what I’ve got is the cutest, sweetest, most lovable infant around. Sure, she’s needy. It’s her job to be. And it’s my job to pace the floor in the wee hours, strengthening my arm muscles. It’s my job to massage her tear ducts, blot her diaper rash, file her tiny nails, wipe her chin, and scrub her scalp. While it’s exhausting, it’s also the best job I’ve ever had.

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Nesting and Books

What have I been doing? Nesting. I’ve been cleaning, organizing, cleaning, sorting, cleaning, buying, and cleaning. Along with a fair amount of baking, which is a stress reliever for me, both the process and the products.

As I’ve mentioned before, my husband and I currently share a home with my parents. They were kind enough to allow us to weather out the recession in their home, so that we could keep our business alive and save for a house of our own rather than continue renting an overpriced apartment. Of course, none of the four of us thought we’d be bringing a baby into their home, but we’re all adjusting quite well to the idea.

While it can sometimes be stressful to live with your parents when you’re over 30, most of the time it’s great. Like when I realized that the most practical room to give my baby was the room I that grew up in. It had since been redecorated, repurposed into a guest room, but it’s still my old bedroom. It has the same view from the window, the same incredible sunniness, and the same tiny closet. Luckily it no longer has the awkward collages of puppies

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