1. Apparently sleep regressions at about this age are not uncommon. So at least I can stop racking my brain at 4am wondering what’s keeping him awake tonight.

2. Made a new recipe tonight, and while the boy and I both thought it could do with some perking up, the baby thought it was the most delicious thing ever. Guess that meal just made it into our monthly rotation.

3. I ordered the trees that my darling husband gave me for Christmas. Apples, peaches, cherries, apricots. They’ll be delivered the third week of April. Guess I’d better start digging some holes.

4. An absolutely gorgeous day today. Warm and sunny and last nights rain melted much of the snow. Hadn’t realized I was feeling oppressed by so much gloom and gray, but I guess I was.

5. My husband, who is always very careful of my feelings, but also tends not to say much in the way of “wow, you look smashing,” has commented that I look much the same now as I did before the baby. I’m actually much lighter, (though sadly reproportioned) and while I’ve noticed that I feel like I’m back to my old self, I didn’t think he’d noticed. Seems he did, which makes me quietly very happy.

1.  So good to be home.  Plus yesterday was an IKEA-assemble-fest, which I actually enjoy, so–new furniture, new draperies, new BPA-free plastic containers for storing leftovers.  New gardenia plant survived our absence with all its buds intact, (I love gardenias, but I tend to kill them,) and Henry slept well last night.  All’s right with my world.

2.  Tzatziki.  Fun to eat and fun to spell.

3.  There were actually other children at the library storytime this morning. Including a couple Henry’s met before.  The new kids’ librarian is brand new: she seems very nice, though nervous.  Sadly, despite her enthusiasm, she can’t carry a tune, which is rather a big job liability in the children’s librarian field.  Very few things are more disconcerting than trying to follow someone’s lead on a tune when it’s obvious she has no idea what note she should be singing.  Ah well.  It’s not like Henry was paying any attention to the songs–he just wanted to play with the play kitchen in the corner.

4.  The prospect of clean clothes.  I really appreciate my washing machine on days like this when I feel I should be productive somehow, but am just not up for much.  Doing all the wash will make me feel virtuous with very little effort on my part.

5. Henry has finally decided that hats are not, actually, the work of the devil.  He tolerated his hat all the way to the library (about 3 minutes) and left it on in the building until I deemed he’d warmed up enough. Then when I was putting his coat on to leave, he started looking for it and frantically saying, “Hat! Hat!”  Yay for fleece stocking hats with tigers on them, which are, I guess, the best only hats a boy will wear.

1. Since we opted not to drive 300miles in the snowstorm to get home, I’m glad we neither of us had anything pressing that needed to get done today. It’s boring sitting around and trying to entertain the baby in the basement, but it’s far from dire.

2. On that note, I got to sleep at eight-thirty last night, which came in handy when the baby woke up at four. It might have been during non-traditional hours, but I did get a full night’s sleep.

3. IKEA shopping trip was fun. Boring housewares, but couldn’t resist baby toys. An easel, pots & pans & the most adorable fake food. Sweet little plush mushrooms and tomatoes and grapes. Hen’s been cooking up a storm!

4. My mother-in-law lent us a mini fridge she’s not using. SO nice not having to keep an ice chest full of I’ve so the milk and yogurt won’t go sour. Feels like we’re living in the lap of luxury down here!

5. It’s been a blast taking Hen out for walks. Well, not this morning, because it was snowing hard, and he really dislikes snow. But he loves buses and street sweepers and garbage trucks and taxis and fire engines and yesterday was one of those days where it seemed like we couldn’t go outside without seeing all of those at once. The wee one was in heaven, and I had a lovely time just watching him point-point-POINT!!!! at every single one of ‘em.

1. Good driving weather for the trip down to NY, and at this time of year it’s a blessing I’m extra cautious of. Also, warmer in Brooklyn than NH–bonus!

2. Syrian food for dinner. Ah! NYC!

3. Big IKEA shopping trip planned for tomorrow. Hello, storage boxes for the matchbox cars that are threatening to take over my life!

4. It sounds like my moms new health insurance is going to kick in and get her the knee repair surgery she needs. Such a relief, as I can’t even imagine the pain she’s been in since the injury happened.

5. Seltzer water. I’m not a fizzy-soda drinker, but every so often I want something bubbly. Seltzer water hits the spot nicely.

1.  Second night of good sleep in a row.  Loving this. Promise not to take it for granted again, at least for, oh, say, two weeks.  Now I need to start weaning him off his bedtime bottle.  How does one do this? Transition to a cup or just cold-turkey the poor little guy?

2.  Thanks to Amazon’s ‘Kindle Deal of the Day’, I learned that the author of one of my favorite oddball books has written a ton of other books I hadn’t heard about.  My to-be-read pile grows ever higher and topple-ier…

3.  Car seat is dry and reassembled.  Yay for running errands this afternoon.  (Which, I know sounds like the least exciting thing in the world, but we both like getting out of the house, and I’m excited to see if I can get the parts I need for a sourdough proofing box so I can start baking.)

4.  Henry had such a good time with his big sister.  He’s still looking for her, wondering where she went.  In fact, her name has replaced ‘Nellie’ and ‘Grandpa’ in the line-up of important names for him.  Glad we get to see her again in a couple of days!

5.  Next week begins our 2-classes-a-week schedule in the great ‘socialize the baby’ project.  Can’t wait to see how many daycare bugs we pick up in the first month of this…

1. Remember me talking about my passionate love for the dishwasher? Would you believe that I had no sooner written that then it stopped draining? YouTube to the rescue! Found troubleshooting info online, pulled it apart and have a working dishwasher again. Yay!

2. The winter has finally arrived and it’s lovely!

3. 3-hour map today. I had a chance to work on some fiction. Wow.

4. We’ve been telling Hen that the sound of the furnace turning on is dragon-breath. He’s been paying close enough attention that he can detect the pre-heat part of the heating cycle before the fan turns on and now runs over to a heating grate so he can feel the hot air when it arrives. Kid’s learning “soon”, “be patient” & “wait”–surely that will balance out any damage from letting him believe we have a tame dragon heating our house?

5. All trace of the sick came out of his car seat cushion. I might have to replace my love for the inconstant dishwasher with my passion for the clothes washer. Modern life is good!

1.  Not a small thing at all, but Henry slept through the night. It’s been a long cranky stretch, and I needed that unbroken rest desperately. Feel like quite the new woman.

2.  Plus, his big sister arrived yesterday and is happily playing with him in the next room while I lounge at the kitchen table with my coffee and my computer. Can’t remember the last time I did this!

3.  Dishwashers.  I know, I know, how boring, but you know, I LOVE my dishwasher.  We had one when I was a kid, but after I went to college I didn’t have access to one again until living in Brooklyn & just (obviously) handwashed everything.  I’m still a stickler for prerinsing everything & scrubbing the gross stuff, but really, there’s nothing like the way dishwashered dishes just feel perfectly clean. I don’t mind loading the dishwasher, I don’t mind unloading the dishwasher. It’s one of those labor saving devices that–while it might not actually save much time–saves an awful lot of elbow grease.

4.  My $3 poinsettia is still blooming like crazy 2 months after I brought it home.  I’m not sure I’ve ever kept one alive before, and now I’m starting to get attached to it…

5.  Not a comment so much as a question: Anyone have any idea what I’m doing wrong with trying to sprout avocado seeds? You know, toothpicks in the sides, holding it halfway in a cup of water til it sprouts? I used to do this all the time with no problem, and lately I can’t get one to go!  Are all avocados irradiated these days? Is it just too cold on my windowsill? What gives with the lack of rootiness?  Any green thumbs out there? I once had a tree I’d grown to about 5 feet tall, and I want to do that again now that I’m settled.  But until I can get a root to start, I’m out of luck.  What am I doing wrong? It’s driving me nuts!

1.  Damn, I’m tired. I fell into the really bad habit of letting him fall asleep on my shoulder, and then compounding the problem by going to him when he awakens in the night or during a nap and doesn’t get himself back to sleep within a few minutes. It was all short-term strategy “Please, dear heaven, I’ll pat the baby for an hour if only I can have 15 minutes of peace afterwards!” that is now biting my ass in a most painful way.

So it’s naptime and the baby’s overtired because of our epic “let’s wake up at 5am and PLAY!” adventure.  And I’m letting him work it out on his own. I can hear him playing with the constellation turtle, but he pauses every so often to wail experimentally.  Then back to playing. We’ll see if napping happens at all today.  I hope so. I dearly need more sleep than I’m getting to get over the last lingering fatigue from this wretched stomach bug.

2.  So the 7 pounds didn’t stay off, but FIVE pounds did. It’s a consolation prize of sorts after enduring the hell of a stomach virus, but I’ll take it. I weigh less than I have since 2008! Yay for me! And since my appetite is still sort of trashed, I’m hoping it’ll jumpstart another 10 pound or so loss, which would make me a very happy sprogblogger, indeed.

3.  (I just heard the clicking of the constellation turtle trail off, and there has been no wailing, only blessed silence, and I think he’s asleep only 15 minutes into the mean-mommy experiment. Thank heaven.)

4.  I am dreaming of the day when the baby can be truly trusted around hot things, and we are able to replace the puny gas “woodstove” with a real woodstove that puts off actual heat in comforting, wood-fired waves.  I’m also campaigning pretty hard for a retrofit of a woodstove into the bricked-up mantel in the front room where I believe a coal stove used to be. I’m surrounded by trees, damnit, I wanna burn, burn, burn!  (Not really. But this is an appropriate part of the country to be burning wood in.  And I really miss the rituals of fire-building & -maintaining in the wintertime. And, damn, heating bills are high in this leaky old farmhouse. And, well, it’s just cozy to have a real fire. So there.)

5.  Another seed catalog came today.  I may lack a wood fire, but I have everything else needed for a cozy January day. Seed catalogs spread out around me, spreadsheet up on the computer, tea in hand. Life is good.

1.  Feel better this morning. Really better. Which feels really good. The cake was tasty, too.

2.  Hen showed off for our friends, but also gave me a lot more stealth-hugs than usual. He’s into full on All-Mama-All-The-Time mode, which I know is a phase that I should be helping him to overcome, but it’s so touching when he gives me hugs out of the blue that it’s hard to discourage him from that.

3.  Would you believe that Target of all places sells decent bratwurst? I know! We’ve been having the hardest time finding good brats up here, and out of desperation, I decided to give Target’s home brand a try.  They were good! Who knew!?

4.  A slow day with nothing much planned. Despite last night’s good night’s sleep, this sounds like it’s just about my speed. A bit of grocery shopping, a bit of vacuuming, it’ll all be good.

5.  I laughed last night until my head hurt. Which wasn’t fun in & of itself, but the stories! OMG! Funny people just astonish me, and our friend is one of the funniest human beings alive, and she’s like that all the time.  She reduced me to tears of glee, literally holding my stomach and moaning because I’d laughed too hard.  I don’t know when I did that last…

1. It looks like I will not, after all, die puking, though it felt like it was a close thing, a few times. Also, you know, instant weight loss! Yay! I’d say that was the easiest 7 pounds I ever lost, except, yeah, not really. Being sick is awful, and I’m a bit of a baby anyway.

The good things? How delicious cool water tasted. How wonderfully warm, the dog against my cold, cold feet. How marvelously competent and take-charge the boy was, sending me to bed and taking care of our little germ factory all day long.

2. First Gymboree class was a raging success, though it cut into his naptime, so I think I’ll try a different time/day, but the basic class? He would like to do that every day.

3. The Boy is making chocolate cake for a houseguest with a serious weakness for chocolate. To me it just sounds like the perfect way to regain that 7 pounds…

4. The snow blowing off trees is rather beautiful, even if it does make for somewhat hazardous driving conditions.

5. Speaking of, the roads weren’t as bad as I’d feared this morning,and the de-over worked wonders on the inch-thick ice on our sloped walk out to the driveway. Honestly, it was like walking down a playground slide this morning. On hockey skates.