The New Lou

Someone came in last week and stole my cranky baby. I now have a toddler that is fairly content at spending time at home. She plays with her toys. She goes to bed at 7:30pm. She laughs and walks and eats food. I'm hoping this isn't just a stage because I'm really starting to like the new Lucy.

I've taken her off Zyrtec because I think it was affecting her sleep. So far, we are okay because it is, no lie, about zero degrees out right now. Hardly any type of airborne allergen can live in that temperature. I did give her a dose of Zyrtec last week after being off of it for a week due to uncontrollable scratching. But then I noticed Lucy stumbling all over the place. And I thought, maybe I should look up those side effects again (dizziness). And you know what - maybe part of Lucy's problem is that she's been drunk for 16 months.

While you think about that, take a look at the day in the life of Lucy. Eating meat (that was her 'bedtime' snack), eating homemade muffins and bundling up to leave the house. I hate hate hate the bundling up process. I'd document it here but you would either fall asleep from boredom, or kill yourself rather than hear the pathetic drama. And did you all know we are moving to Georgia? Well we are, so take - that - Minnesota, and your toddler hating winters!

Recovery

They say you have to hit rock bottom, before you can start the long road to recovery. I think last week was rock bottom. I had the stomach flu, Lucy had the butt flu. Ken was driving very slowly in a snow storm back from Iowa. In between throwing up in a bowl, I had the joy of changing diarrhea diapers. In between a few hours of sleep, I was up rocking Lucy back to sleep. And the after effects lasted for days and days. We both just didn't feel right most of last week.

And now we've moved to sweet, sweet, recovery. For the first time in 16 months, Lucy is going to bed at 7:30. 7:30. 7:30. And with nary a cry. That means I get almost 3 hours of pure freedom in the evening. I'm ashamed to say I spent most of tonight wastefully watching American Idol. And cleaning up toys and doing laundry and washing dishes and walking around not really sure what to do with my well earned freedom.

So now, three paragraphs into the post, I tell you the most exciting news of all. Lucy is finally walking! For about a week it was half crawling, half walking, but now it's almost 100% toddling around. I'm surprised to see her standing next to me with things in her hands and smiles on her face. She wanders around too, not sure what to do with her freedom, but very happy to have it.

It finally snowed here in Minnesota and that gave us the chance to put Lucy's new Christmas gift to good use. She loved being pulled around - fast.














Stay tuned for videos of the walking wonder.

Video Highlights. And yes we are getting our mo-nays worth out of her Christmas PJ's

As promised, a video of The Lucy Crawl. But first, an explanation and an apology. The video is sideways. I don't have the super duper editing version of Quick Time, which would allow me to rotate my video. I'll get there someday when I feel like waiting to download the file and pay $29.99.

Now, why would you walk when you can speed through life THIS fast on your hands and knees. The other skill not captured on video is when Lucy crawls like this, she can also hold something in her hand. Multi-tasking!



And as an added bonus this evening, I give you not one, but two videos. Lucy, sliding down the stairs. Many hours a day are spent monitoring the stairs. Sorry, but it too will put a crick in your neck. It was either this or no post at all. Yeah, I thought so.

Happy 2007

We all scored from Santa and are happy to report not one gift return! Because isn't that what it's all about anyway? Not having to go back to the mall until the next holiday season?

All the stuff that seemed like a good blog entry lasted too long ago to write about in detail now. But here are the highlights.

Lucy slept the entire way to Atlanta. That was her Christmas present to us, because she hasn't slept like that since. After she got the tubes, she was an angel from heaven for 3 days. Then.

Lucy got the flu in Atlanta, and we were all thinking, what's her problem? Then I got the flu when we got back, and I'm on the phone with Ken asking him to come home form work early because I can't deal! I'm just now getting over it after 6 days. Then.

More molars coming in, so our child has become, what we lovingly call her, Lucifer.

New Years Eve. Bor-ing. Asleep by 10:30.

Tomorrow is Ken's birthday!

That's a quick summary of the past two weeks. Pathetic, I know. But here are some photos to make up for my lack of creative writing this evening.


I was trying to put a caption above each picture, but this website has changed some of it's Html language and I don't know what's going on. So, the following captions should apply.
1st photo: The excitement of Christmas Eve
2nd photo: The crash at the end of a long Christmas day. But isn't this what most of us feel like at some point during the holidays?
3rd photo: Back at home, Lucy enjoys her new 'counter' high chair.