Anna is full of good tricks today. I think she is finding her hand. Her fist actually. She studies it very intensely and then she moves it to the mouth, away, to the mouth, away. And she does wonderful slurping during the to-the-mouth part of the game. She can even do this new trick while she hiccups! She is the hiccupingist baby I've ever had (and I've had 4, you know). I think there is a video here - I think it worked.
Today at church we learned that we need God. We need to not be satisfied doing our own lives, His plan is much better. Ah, yes. I know this. But I keep doing it my way. My grumbling, striving way. I sleep too late (no, I'm not being hard on myself. 9 is too late for anyone, even someone waking up all through the night.) and I hustle and bustle about - not stopping for my family's most important feedings - mine.
Tonight Anna hollered - not normal. She is usually quiet or hiccuping or breathing funny (sigh, breath, sigh, breath) or sleeping or eating or whimpering (whining, as Ruby calls it). Not screeching. Something was amiss. So I burped and patted and Kevin changed her twice. So feed her, right? I should have listened to that little "don't do it - she's not stable!" warning in my spirit. God loves me so well. Nope, I let her nurse until she was completely, dreamily asleep. Ha! Then she grinned so sweetly when I laid her down for the bedtime and dipe. Cuddled in so sweetly when I picked her up. And aaack - all over my carpet. I hate that. And yes, doused her mama and the crib. Everything. So we started over. My headache actually feels better after scrubbing the carpet - elevation change or something?
Good night. We have to start school and normal life again tomorrow.
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