Today, my son spit on another child at school. Low, low, low. This marked the first time the teacher actually called during the school day to talk about behavior. She asked me to talk to Isaac on the spot for a minute, and I did. Strict consequences followed at home (no getting to play with the friend who came over for a playdate), and sadness all around. Stark contrast to yesterday's extravagant fun-daddy-times (an entire afternoon spent on a hiking adventure to Lake Powhatan) and this morning's lazy we'll-watch-the-paving-machines-and-be-late-to-school-because-after-all-they're-theoretically-blocking-the-driveway-or-at-least-they-said-they-would-be event. Perhaps all the extravagance lent to the disastrous behavior today. It's the end of the school year. Our child is growing and changing. One thing's for sure, though--sugar was not to blame, as there was none in evidence today. Oh well.
I'm so glad for:
* a husband who mostly sees eye-to-eye with me on disciplining our son and is a wonderful leader of a father and husband
* Pies in Disguise
* fuzzy baby noggin under my chin as we read "The Very Hungry Caterpillar" and examine the holes in the pages
* the little ones' art group and lovely messy paint!
* my beautiful supportive friends who jump for me when I need to change plans at the last minute
* grace to parent well on hard days
* difficult conversations about religion
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Girly Girl
Cora is a Girl. She loves to crawl around in the grass outside and get good and dirty, and the sandbox is a favorite spot. But her primary focus when we're outside seems to be: flowers. The first yellow dandelions of the season were here first victims. She would point and giggle that fast low giggle of hers and then -pluck!- and into the mouth and shaken around and pulled apart piece by piece. Clover, daisies, and many others have met the same fate.
And how in the world did that child just seem to know that she could brush her own hair. I mean she barely has any! Except for the two sparse tufts that stick up in a way reminiscent of great horned owls, she just has fuzz really. But long ago (maybe she was 10 months old?), I stroked her head with a soft brush just a couple of times, and she was instantly an expert. She grabbed that thing and went to it on her own head. We haven't had many more brush experiences (what's the point?), but I got out the brush tonight, and she brushed her own hair and also enjoyed brushing the "fur" of the animals in her feel-and-read picture book.
Last evidence of the girliness of my girly girl? Jewelry. Already. (Side note: I like the word "bling," but I feel like it's over-used. Hence, it is banished from this entry. I do NOT like the word "blog.") Anyway, I'm being a little exaggerated here on the girl thing--I do remember that Isaac learned very early on to put on and take off necklaces and such and really seemed to enjoy it. But it's just comical to see a child so tiny - not even walking yet - pick up a belt or other long cord of some kind and try to "put it on." Over that big ol' head with those short little arms. Cora has been be-jeweling herself with my nylon belt for the past couple of weeks, so today I braided her a red, blue, and gold "necklace" out of some fabric scraps and sewed it together at the ends. Perfect bling for my beautiful little girl!
And how in the world did that child just seem to know that she could brush her own hair. I mean she barely has any! Except for the two sparse tufts that stick up in a way reminiscent of great horned owls, she just has fuzz really. But long ago (maybe she was 10 months old?), I stroked her head with a soft brush just a couple of times, and she was instantly an expert. She grabbed that thing and went to it on her own head. We haven't had many more brush experiences (what's the point?), but I got out the brush tonight, and she brushed her own hair and also enjoyed brushing the "fur" of the animals in her feel-and-read picture book.
Last evidence of the girliness of my girly girl? Jewelry. Already. (Side note: I like the word "bling," but I feel like it's over-used. Hence, it is banished from this entry. I do NOT like the word "blog.") Anyway, I'm being a little exaggerated here on the girl thing--I do remember that Isaac learned very early on to put on and take off necklaces and such and really seemed to enjoy it. But it's just comical to see a child so tiny - not even walking yet - pick up a belt or other long cord of some kind and try to "put it on." Over that big ol' head with those short little arms. Cora has been be-jeweling herself with my nylon belt for the past couple of weeks, so today I braided her a red, blue, and gold "necklace" out of some fabric scraps and sewed it together at the ends. Perfect bling for my beautiful little girl!
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Spring around Asheville
The leaves are starting to appear!
Short sleeves! Yippee!
Fancy Easter duds.
First team soccer experiences!Cora discovered a new game today. After a fussy dinner time, she was excited, as usual, to get into the bath. But I've never seen her do this: after slapping the water a bit, she sat still for a moment, contemplating, and then she lunged into action, sliding and spinning herself around super fast on her butt. It was really funny, and a little scary. She came pretty close to the sharp metal faucet, so here we come, rubber faucet cover! She was giggling like a maniac, and I so so love her delight and no-holding-back splashing in the water. I'm looking forward to seeing what she thinks of the beach in a few weeks!
The past few weeks have seen some exciting learning. Cora has now taken 3 steps on separate occasions, one at home long ago, one in music class a couple of weeks ago and one today. She always takes them sort of falling forward towards her target, and when she really wants to get somewhere or something, she immediately drops to crawl. She's a quick crawler. Thank Goodness, she has been sleeping mostly through the night the past couple of months. She goes down at 6 or 6:15, and she almost always makes it to 5 AM or later. Then, she'll go back down, or if it's close to 6, I'll keep her up and put her down earlier for her morning nap. That's helpful on Monday mornings when I need to take her to MT class with me.
About two weeks ago, she started saying "flower," and it sounds like "fwowhuh." A lot like "water" which she also learned recently: "wahwuh." When we go on walks, we have to stop and look at (and pick, if she gets her way) all the fwowhuhs we see. And pet the "tadts." I LOVE the way she says "mow," more for her flat matter-of-fact inflection (or lack of) rather than the pronunciation.
She loves balls and finds it constantly delightful that they get rolled back to her when she pushes them away. She is starting to figure out the "No" concept, and she'll say "nuh nuh" as she watches us to see if we're going to take away the computer cord or cactus plant or whatever contraband item she's grabbed. Another of her very favorite activities--maybe her top fave--is to drum on things...with hands, with sticks, you name it. She's quite good with her hands, and today, I saw her turn a mallet so that the correct end of it was striking the drum.
Favorite books these days: Grouchy Ladybug, because she enjoys flipping the pages super fast, and she likes the silly animal sounds. That's about all one has time to do as she flips the pages! Also, she has been enjoying Tortillerias de Mama. She'll touch the picture of the prickly pear and say "ahchy!" (ouchy)
We think she's got her "eat" and "all done" signs mixed up. I don't remember who told me they thought that her "all done" actually seemed to mean "more," but I think that's the root of the problem. The one thing that is truly apparent is that when she's feeling well (she's just getting over a yucky cold), she can out-eat Isaac by a long shot. Though he's wanting to snack all the time. Meals are small, but snacks are numerous. I'm hoping to get eating times more structured this summer. Ha, on reflection, THAT doesn't seem likely!
Cora's down to 1 nap a day about a third of the time. I am torn about losing the morning nap. I think she still needs it most of the time, and I like having the extra time to work, but I also like the freedom of having the whole morning open if I need to take her along with me. Now that Matthew's out of school for the summer, we can be a lot more flexible anyway. What a shock it is, to have him say, "Well, why don't you just leave her with me?" I'm so accustomed to planning things for myself and the littles almost entirely without Matthew in the schedule picture that I have a hard time wrapping my mind around being able to leave By Myself! It kind of makes me sad, actually. Cora is my little travel buddy.
Speaking of travel, the kids and I enjoyed a wonderful hike up to Black Balsam Knob last weekend. The nearly-1-hour-drive, however, was not very fun. I'm cringing at the thought of taking that restless baby on a long drive to get to the beach in a few weeks. It's looking like a 2-part drive is going to be the best plan. But still, 3 to 4 hours a day in the car for 2 days? Both ways? Hmmm. I must make plans.
Other things we're doing...Isaac and Matthew building block towers for Cora to knock down ("Booh!" is her way of saying "Boom!") with great gusto. Ooh, and building marble runs: Just this past week, Cora started standing up to put marbles into the little funnel at the top of the marble run. And then she'll applaud herself and say "yay!" But we seem to be starting to exit the stage of her automatically putting EVERYTHING in her mouth. There's still some of that, but not as much. She IS attracted to all things chokable or sharp - coins, marbles, the stick-and-ball building set that Matthew has, straight pins, etc.
I've gotten some sewing done recently, much to my surprise. I was suddenly addicted to it, and I made a couple of pairs of pants for Cora, worked on an outfit I had originally started for Isaac but that will now be for her, nearly finished a pair of pants for Isaac. It's been super fun, and I'm hoping I can find a way to finish these projects and continue to clear out some fabric. I organized my stash, and I have lots of ideas...unfortunately, it's now time to do the Summer Music Together crunch, and I'm just not in the mood.
Lastly, I am reading Ann Voskamp's 1000 Gifts and much much enjoying it. It'll need a couple of re-reads, but mostly, I'm trying to get in the habit of noticing and speaking aloud and writing down the abundant gifts I am given every day!
Today's list:
Isaac's goofy noises (and the exercise of not letting them drive me up the wall)
Giggly babies
Fluffy pastel-colored diapers seen wobbling out of sight as the crawling baby trucks it out of the room
Isaac's beautiful singing, and his seeming inability NOT to join in
A summery day and a nice thunderstorm at Isaac's bedtime to help me cozy in for an evening on my computer
leaves dripping pitter patter and cricket song
Ann Voskamp and her beautiful thought-provoking re-readable book
being SO appreciated for my triangle skills at church...and having Matthew at home offering to keep Cora as she was still asleep when we needed to leave for church
Isaac's surprised declaration as we got back in the car: "I actually enjoyed ALL of church today!" (after he started to complain but realized he didn't have anything to fuss about)
God as my refuge and strength - the mystery of exposure to temptation but God's protection from evil
My continued struggle with food and friends who ask me about it
Humility and being shaken awake
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Merry Christmas!
Hello beautiful friends and family, and Holiday Greetings!
We are now a family of four plus cat, and life is good!
I was 4 months pregnant at the beginning of the year, so frankly, I don’t remember much. Matthew seems to have some amnesia as well, so I’ll just give the general scoop—based on what we gathered from researching our schedule calendars and photos we’ve taken.
2010 started off with…? I know it snowed...
Isaac was in “playschool” and loving it. The as-yet-unborn baby was a major kicker and mover, so I contemplated the novelty of raising a child who might move more quickly than the average 3-toed sloth. Anyway, winter…spring…not much more to relate there.
We could not have asked for better timing for Cora’s birth. She was 4 days late, much to my (then) chagrin, but the extra time allowed me to get Summer Music Together classes all settled so I could turn over the reins for a few weeks. Matthew and Isaac got their semesters all wrapped up before baby arrival. And finally, after miles of walking, hours spent in odd “turning the baby head-end down” positions, many chiropractic appointments, many Braxton Hicks contractions, one failed acupuncture treatment (needles = faint), one eggplant parmesan meal (2 if you count leftovers), and one “membrane sweep,” Cora Gayle Richmond finally made her appearance on June 4. In an early demonstration of her “move it or lose it” personality, she was born at 7:56 AM after just 5 hours of labor, much to the delight of her parents! She weighed 6’13” and was 19” long.
Since Cora was born, we spent a week in Virginia Beach with my sister Julie in July;
Matthew and I saw our first opera as audience members: “Carmen!”; and we saw Cyndi Lauper in concert. Cyndi was way more fun than Carmen. We lost Isaac at the annual farm picnic—he trekked off to the swimming hole with a group of folks…without telling us first. Argh! We found our new favorite restaurant – the best home-cooked German and possibly the best food I’ve ever eaten. Aside from Mama’s, of course.
Matthew had lots of career excitement this year: He wrote and performed his first movie soundtrack for locally made “Flight of the Cardinal.” His jazz group, Like Mind Trio, has been playing a bunch. He spent a lot of time onstage for theatrical productions, playing drums in “Buddy Holly,” “Chicago,” and “Peter Pan” (in costume as an Indian chief!). And he continued to play regularly with the Asheville Symphony and Stephanie’s Id. Matthew was hired full-time at UNCA for the current school year (yippee!). We weren’t sure if the FT position would continue after this school year, but we just heard that he will be re-hired at 3/4 time for 2011-2012—great news!
Music Together is still going strong. I took the summer off from teaching, and once I started back in the fall, it was with reduced MT teaching hours and limited lessons. I’m still managing the Music Together business, but I gave up the High School drum line.
Isaac turned 5 in August and started Kindergarten.
He enjoyed school at first, but he has started saying lately that he doesn’t want to go any more and that he’s been going “for SUCH a long time!” Poor guy. I’m not sure he has any idea that he’s not even halfway through the year. He has recently announced that he wants to be a scientist and possibly study snakes. His favorite sport is bowling, but since the real deal is somewhat physiologically inappropriate at this age, he’ll start soccer this spring. Here he is with his homemade bowling set this summer. He got a "real" set with 10 "real" pins for Christmas.
Isaac loves his little sister, and she adores him. 
Their play together is a treasure. Isaac has never expressed any jealousy of the attention Cora needs--he generally loves to help wash, feed, sing to, and play with her. I love to hear the sounds of their nonsense babbling at each other and especially of Isaac singing and reading to her. The other day, he asked if I was pregnant again...yet. Whoa.
Cora is a delight. Her favorite toys are human hair (attached only), computer power cords and plastic bags and paper – the shinier the better. She’s got two bottom teeth and is in the unpleasant throes of sprouting more. She is sitting up and just starting to crawl! She's eating winter squash, bananas, and a few other "solid" foods quite enthusiastically.
We had a fun Halloween...
So there you have the high points of our year, but I’m struggling to find words to convey a general sense of the beauty and growth we’ve experienced—I want so much to share with you some small portion of the love that has surrounded our family. Through my Bible study group and Matthew’s religion/spirituality discussion group, we have separately enjoyed spiritual and philosophical conversation and fellowship. This enlivens and deepens our conversations with each other as we share our thoughts later.
We have learned to receive this year as so many of our friends and family loved us through their gifts of time, baby gear, food, and more when we welcomed Cora home. It’s surprising how challenging it can be to just accept these gifts of love that have no strings attached. I admit that I like to think I can do it all myself, and I suppose technically I could…maybe…but it is ultimately sweeter to accept love and help from others.
When Cora arrived, I started to think about how the rest of 2010 would proceed. I perceived that the dim 6-months-away future would bring cold weather and long nights, and I really dreaded it. The darkness and cold seemed like challenges to endure. However, as we’ve watched the weather and the light turn winterly, I have found myself embracing, even enjoying, the dark, the cold, the snow. I feel a greater sense of intimacy with the Divine these dark days, not in spite of, but inspired by the Winter, much as candlelight is easier to perceive and appreciate in the dark. Perhaps the gifts of 2010 have been greater than past years, but I suspect that I am far more aware of how blessed we are.
Here’s wishing you a Winter of Light and a 2011 filled with blessings and love.
Much love to you from the Richmonds!
We are now a family of four plus cat, and life is good!
I was 4 months pregnant at the beginning of the year, so frankly, I don’t remember much. Matthew seems to have some amnesia as well, so I’ll just give the general scoop—based on what we gathered from researching our schedule calendars and photos we’ve taken.
2010 started off with…? I know it snowed...
Isaac was in “playschool” and loving it. The as-yet-unborn baby was a major kicker and mover, so I contemplated the novelty of raising a child who might move more quickly than the average 3-toed sloth. Anyway, winter…spring…not much more to relate there.We could not have asked for better timing for Cora’s birth. She was 4 days late, much to my (then) chagrin, but the extra time allowed me to get Summer Music Together classes all settled so I could turn over the reins for a few weeks. Matthew and Isaac got their semesters all wrapped up before baby arrival. And finally, after miles of walking, hours spent in odd “turning the baby head-end down” positions, many chiropractic appointments, many Braxton Hicks contractions, one failed acupuncture treatment (needles = faint), one eggplant parmesan meal (2 if you count leftovers), and one “membrane sweep,” Cora Gayle Richmond finally made her appearance on June 4. In an early demonstration of her “move it or lose it” personality, she was born at 7:56 AM after just 5 hours of labor, much to the delight of her parents! She weighed 6’13” and was 19” long.
Since Cora was born, we spent a week in Virginia Beach with my sister Julie in July;
Matthew and I saw our first opera as audience members: “Carmen!”; and we saw Cyndi Lauper in concert. Cyndi was way more fun than Carmen. We lost Isaac at the annual farm picnic—he trekked off to the swimming hole with a group of folks…without telling us first. Argh! We found our new favorite restaurant – the best home-cooked German and possibly the best food I’ve ever eaten. Aside from Mama’s, of course.Matthew had lots of career excitement this year: He wrote and performed his first movie soundtrack for locally made “Flight of the Cardinal.” His jazz group, Like Mind Trio, has been playing a bunch. He spent a lot of time onstage for theatrical productions, playing drums in “Buddy Holly,” “Chicago,” and “Peter Pan” (in costume as an Indian chief!). And he continued to play regularly with the Asheville Symphony and Stephanie’s Id. Matthew was hired full-time at UNCA for the current school year (yippee!). We weren’t sure if the FT position would continue after this school year, but we just heard that he will be re-hired at 3/4 time for 2011-2012—great news!
Music Together is still going strong. I took the summer off from teaching, and once I started back in the fall, it was with reduced MT teaching hours and limited lessons. I’m still managing the Music Together business, but I gave up the High School drum line.
Isaac turned 5 in August and started Kindergarten.
He enjoyed school at first, but he has started saying lately that he doesn’t want to go any more and that he’s been going “for SUCH a long time!” Poor guy. I’m not sure he has any idea that he’s not even halfway through the year. He has recently announced that he wants to be a scientist and possibly study snakes. His favorite sport is bowling, but since the real deal is somewhat physiologically inappropriate at this age, he’ll start soccer this spring. Here he is with his homemade bowling set this summer. He got a "real" set with 10 "real" pins for Christmas.
Isaac loves his little sister, and she adores him. 
Their play together is a treasure. Isaac has never expressed any jealousy of the attention Cora needs--he generally loves to help wash, feed, sing to, and play with her. I love to hear the sounds of their nonsense babbling at each other and especially of Isaac singing and reading to her. The other day, he asked if I was pregnant again...yet. Whoa.
Cora is a delight. Her favorite toys are human hair (attached only), computer power cords and plastic bags and paper – the shinier the better. She’s got two bottom teeth and is in the unpleasant throes of sprouting more. She is sitting up and just starting to crawl! She's eating winter squash, bananas, and a few other "solid" foods quite enthusiastically.
We had a fun Halloween...
So there you have the high points of our year, but I’m struggling to find words to convey a general sense of the beauty and growth we’ve experienced—I want so much to share with you some small portion of the love that has surrounded our family. Through my Bible study group and Matthew’s religion/spirituality discussion group, we have separately enjoyed spiritual and philosophical conversation and fellowship. This enlivens and deepens our conversations with each other as we share our thoughts later.
We have learned to receive this year as so many of our friends and family loved us through their gifts of time, baby gear, food, and more when we welcomed Cora home. It’s surprising how challenging it can be to just accept these gifts of love that have no strings attached. I admit that I like to think I can do it all myself, and I suppose technically I could…maybe…but it is ultimately sweeter to accept love and help from others.
When Cora arrived, I started to think about how the rest of 2010 would proceed. I perceived that the dim 6-months-away future would bring cold weather and long nights, and I really dreaded it. The darkness and cold seemed like challenges to endure. However, as we’ve watched the weather and the light turn winterly, I have found myself embracing, even enjoying, the dark, the cold, the snow. I feel a greater sense of intimacy with the Divine these dark days, not in spite of, but inspired by the Winter, much as candlelight is easier to perceive and appreciate in the dark. Perhaps the gifts of 2010 have been greater than past years, but I suspect that I am far more aware of how blessed we are.
Here’s wishing you a Winter of Light and a 2011 filled with blessings and love.
Much love to you from the Richmonds!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Isaac's First Limo Ride
Yesterday, Isaac came home from school ALL a-twitter. The friend who dropped him off told me he had some very exciting news, and it was all he could do to get it out:
I: Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
I: Ten dollars!
Me: Ten dollars who?
I: I got ten dollars at school!
Several questions later, it came to light that the "pig race" was yesterday, and Isaac won twice! You may well be asking, "Why was there a pig race at school yesterday?" Oddly enough, we're STILL experiencing the ramifications of the selling-stuff-fundraiser from several months ago. The pig race and hotdog lunch yesterday were open to any student who participated in the fundraiser. All I could discover about the pig race is that it involved wind-up toy pigs, and "whoever's pig falls off first wins."
Anyway, so now, because Isaac sold 12 items for the fundraiser, he not only won the various little prizes for selling 1, 2, 5, and 10 items (chocolate milk slime!), he garnered the title "Top seller" in the Kindergarten and thus earned himself a limo ride to downtown for a special lunch with milkshake AND a visit to the Chocolate Lounge for a free piece of chocolate, AND just for participating at all, he got to do the pig race, which he also happened to win. Also, just to kind of cap things off, Isaac got to sit next to the Mayor at the special limo lunch, because her son was a top seller in his grade (they picked 2 from each grade). Here's a photo of (probably) Isaac's favorite reward: getting his free chocolate! It was probably worth at least $2. Chocolate Lounge is very yummy gourmet level stuff.
I find it all pretty funny. Since I did all the selling, I keep thinking along the lines of, "Where's MY limo ride and free piece of chocolate and hot dog and pig race and $10?" But I probably would not have won the pig race. Perhaps with all this long-reaching positive effect, Isaac will be inspired to do more of his own selling next year.
And just for kicks, here's a photo of Isaac on blue-hair day. Also a fundraiser.
I: Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
I: Ten dollars!
Me: Ten dollars who?
I: I got ten dollars at school!
Several questions later, it came to light that the "pig race" was yesterday, and Isaac won twice! You may well be asking, "Why was there a pig race at school yesterday?" Oddly enough, we're STILL experiencing the ramifications of the selling-stuff-fundraiser from several months ago. The pig race and hotdog lunch yesterday were open to any student who participated in the fundraiser. All I could discover about the pig race is that it involved wind-up toy pigs, and "whoever's pig falls off first wins."
Anyway, so now, because Isaac sold 12 items for the fundraiser, he not only won the various little prizes for selling 1, 2, 5, and 10 items (chocolate milk slime!), he garnered the title "Top seller" in the Kindergarten and thus earned himself a limo ride to downtown for a special lunch with milkshake AND a visit to the Chocolate Lounge for a free piece of chocolate, AND just for participating at all, he got to do the pig race, which he also happened to win. Also, just to kind of cap things off, Isaac got to sit next to the Mayor at the special limo lunch, because her son was a top seller in his grade (they picked 2 from each grade). Here's a photo of (probably) Isaac's favorite reward: getting his free chocolate! It was probably worth at least $2. Chocolate Lounge is very yummy gourmet level stuff.
I find it all pretty funny. Since I did all the selling, I keep thinking along the lines of, "Where's MY limo ride and free piece of chocolate and hot dog and pig race and $10?" But I probably would not have won the pig race. Perhaps with all this long-reaching positive effect, Isaac will be inspired to do more of his own selling next year.
And just for kicks, here's a photo of Isaac on blue-hair day. Also a fundraiser.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
The 4th Snow Day of the Year!
Today was Isaac's 4th snow day and his 6th missed day (two missed 2 weeks ago due to strep). The homeschool thing is becoming reality in spite of his enrollment in the public school! Ha! Yesterday's interest in snakes was gone today, but we cut snowflakes out of coffee filters, had a reprise of Jingle Bells (no mistakes!), played a silly game with bouncy balls in the basement, had friends over to play for a few hours, and cleaned and partially de-cluttered Isaac's room. We did NOT go outside. It didn't get above freezing, and Cora doesn't like her hair (fuzz) to get mussed in the wind.
Cora continues to EAT. We are doing pureed banana or winter squash 2 or 3 times a day.
I continue to be mystified that the contoured changing pad with rails around is the one place where she always flips to her tummy and starts trying to crawl...whereas the wide open carpeted floor is her preferred sit-and-fuss-til-somebody-plays-with-me-or-picks-me-up spot.
School is on a two-hour delay tomorrow, and then the weather is supposed to get ugly again Thursday. Friday is the "last day" before Christmas break. Again, ha!
We made these yummy-smelling ornaments on Isaac's 2nd snow day (last week).
Another 2-hour delay:
Cora's sleeping!
So, I was just looking over Cora's sleep chart tonight and realizing that she, the baby who used to fuss-if-not-scream every time we put her in bed, has cried at bedtime very little in the past week! It seems unbelievable that just 3 weeks ago we were struggling at every nap--rolling her bassinet back and forth for 10 minutes or more, playing the music boxes or humming, and her naps were short and inconsistent. It wasn't ALL bad: bedtime seemed okay, and although she was waking every 2 or 3 hours to nurse, she was going back to bed quietly each time. But I finally got frustrated and tired enough with the napping trouble (Isaac was always such an easy napper!) that I begged a friend to loan me her much-loved copy of "Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child."
A lot of the author's wisdom is stuff I already knew and common sense, but in my fog of sleep deprivation, I lacked perspective and direction. After reading, I decided to
1) put Cora down at 6 instead of 7 or 7:30 (with Isaac)
2) solidify a regular bedtime routine (which we kind of already had)
3) hardest: let her cry
The first night was rotten. She woke 4 or 5 times and cried for who-knows-how-long each time. Probably not more than 10 minutes per wakening, but an eternity to the unhappy mom. But as with most of the families who give testimonials in the book, the crying period was very brief--for us, just ONE night. In just a couple of days, she was re-trained, the naps settled into place (napping at 9 and 1 for 1.5 to 2 hours each time), and now she rarely cries when we put her in bed! When she wakes at night, she cries for a minute or two and then goes back to sleep. I'm thrilled to "pay" the one hard night in exchange for who-knows-how-many-months of difficulty (and tears from both baby and mama!). Now we're all sleeping so much better, and I'm feeling so much more sane.
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