9.08.2007

that is not smudged mascara

For the last month and a bit Bub has had troubles sleeping at night time, hence the lack of posting & his mama becoming a real live zombie. He has become a naptime champ, happily going down at his designated "naptime" on his own, in his bed, while still awake. We are just having issues with the actual bedtime. He goes down easily, between 730 and 830 but is then waking up 4 times a night. With the wake ups becoming closer together as dawn approaches. I am at a bit of a loss for why we have suddenly hit this road block. There are many things that could be influencing this change in sleep from traveling to teething to growing to mom consuming too much caffine in order to keep up with him once 7am hits; all things that are out of my control.

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One of the most frustrating and challenging aspects of new parenting is having to deal with everyone else's "help". I use the term "help" very loosely as I actually think of it as either one up'ing of criticizing. Everyone has their way of doing things and how your way is not the right way. Everyone wants to believe that their way is the only way and that is why you are not succeeding, because you are doing it all wrong. Usually I can grin and nicely say "no thank you". That response is wearing thin. I am doing what I feel comfortable with. I am trying to help my son the way I feel is best. And all though my way may be different then your way it does not mean it is wrong. Last time I checked support was encouraging words and comedy not conversations full of shoulda's and corrections.

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In other news I am finding great reprise in my life. Way back in January I wrote about how I was feeling in regards to people disregarding "stay at home moms" as a job. Continually I have been forced to deal with this topic, and in keeping true to myself I still feel the same way, if not more passionate. I am also left with a sour taste in my mouth for those whose opinions are so one sided. Those whom form ideas about my life, and have no actual understanding of how it was, is or will be.

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