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10/02/2007: "Getting Outta Here"

September is over and I have to say we're finally starting to get the hang of getting up, changed, fed, dressed and out of the house in a reasonable amount of time (and that's just me! Ka-ching! Thanks! I'll be here all week).

Dessa's sleeping patterns are beginning to be a bit less erratic and most nights she's asleep for the evening by 8:30 pm. Sometimes it's earlier (tonight she conked out at 7:30) and sometimes later, but it's not a bad life, sleep-wise. We're also getting the hang of what she needs for naps. And the answer to that is? Swaddling. The kid almost invariably relaxes within 3 minutes of being swaddled. She can also usually be put down when she's swaddled, too, freeing her mother up for Very Important Tasks such as reading historical novels, setting up her TiVo season passes to tape as many episodes of The Golden Girls as possible (don't judge me. That's God's job), and general moving about.

I try to get the baby up after I have my breakfast. Those 10 - 15 minutes first thing in the morning to myself are lovely, though I admit that I constantly have one ear out for early morning stirrings. Some days the timing works out and I can have my breakfast and then get Dessa up and she's just starting to come around. Other mornings she wakes up first and the whole thing is out the window.

And then there are the mornings where she's still out like a light when it's time to get a move on. One fantastic benefit to my Mom being the day care provider is that I can grab Dessa at the last minute if I have to, stick her in the car seat, bring her to Mom's and hand her over with a, "She hasn't been changed or fed yet. Enjoy!" I don't like to do it often, because I like my mornings with my baby. I like to cuddle up and feed her, nuzzle her sweet little cheek, and watch her try to smile at her Daddy around the nipple of her bottle, a trick that spills formula all over her chin but is endearing nonetheless.

But on those mornings when I have to pack her up in her sleeper? Pretty damn cute.