Sleep and Sun
NS April 16th, 2007
Aaaaggghhh! It appears that Amelia is perhaps moving from having two naps (one about 2 hours after she wakes up and another in the late afternoon, around 3.30 or 4) to one late-morning or lunchtime nap. The past few days she hasn’t wanted to go down at her usual time and even when she is rubbing her eyes a bit, screams and refuses to lay down. She’s still great at going to bed at night, but the naps have always been more of a struggle. Not to mention the fact that if she moves to one nap, I will have only one window of time in which to write (both for Londonist and this blog), do chores, make phone calls, send emails and have a shower. I can forget having time to exercise during naptime now too! That plus shower would take up my entire ‘window’ and I have to do my writing and take care of the flat and carry on with the house hunting first. Blah. I know I’ll adjust but I don’t wanna. It’s so unfair that I can’t whine anymore and I have to be the adult.
At least it’s a gorgeous day and was all weekend as well. We spent yesterday out in Paul’s parents’ garden, having a bbq and lazing around on a blanket in the shade, reading the Sunday papers and playing with Amelia.
Thanks to my parents for the gorgeous outfits they sent for Amelia. I adore the little skirts and tops, they’ll be perfect for summer. Check out her first piece of jewelry too, that little silver charm bracelet hanging from her wrist. That was a gift from her godfather, Tim, for her birthday. Baby’s first bling!
I’m loving that it feels like summer. I broke out the summer suitcase yesterday and got out my sleeveless tops, skirts and sandals. Hurrah! I love long flowy skirts in summer. So comfortable. Good timing too since my jeans are falling apart and I can’t get a new pair for awhile. I actually felt hot yesterday and had to get out of the sun. My fair skin in the heat is like parchment paper near an open flame so I have to be really careful or I burn horribly. I don’t dig on sunbathing much. I like to think of myself as ‘pale and unusual’ when I stand next to my tanned friends. It also makes me feel better to imagine them as giant leather handbags when they get older and the brown spots on their faces and arms look disgusting. It’s the only way I get through the summer with all the ‘ooh, your legs are blinding me’ comments.
Dang it. I thought she’d finally drifted off to sleep but not a chance. She’s babbling away in her cot and still refusing sleep. Guess she’s going to have to come into the bathroom with me while I shower and then I’ll have to write my Londonist stuff when she finally graces me with some peace and quiet. Sigh.
Happy Monday! Enjoy the sunshine if ya’ got it.
