Cookie Craziness!

Did you know that 2-year olds have a sneaky side? Well, until tonight, I thought they were pretty darn honest! Not so, as I found out when I caught my son stealing his 5th (maybe 6th) oatmeal chocolate/PB chip cookie. And of course, this was before dinner, which meant the little stinker ate nothing healthy tonight. Now, aside from feeling like a horrible mother who lets her toddler eat sugar for dinner, I am also exhausted but I know as long as Brody is playing in his room and not sleeping, I will be unable to sleep myself. Yep, at 11:00 at night, my baby is on a major sugar high. Mike had to shut the bedroom door to drown out his car noises (this is the man who can sleep through ANYTHING). I am starting to hear some breaks in the engines now, maybe he is starting to come down!

So the gym. Ah, the gym. I have been going. I missed last Friday, but that was Mike's fault. He dragged me out of town to look at a house that is the same floor plan as the one we hope to build next summer. My biggest issue with the gym is that it's BORING! Yes, I have my iPod, yes there is a few televisions, but still. I am now going to try putting favorite TV shows on my iPod and see if that helps. Maybe instead of 30-45 minutes on the eeliptical, I'll go one episode of Grey's Anatomy!

Sweet Silence

Well, finally. after 2 weeks-ish of fighting, Brody fell asleep last night before the clock struck 10! It was beautiful. No crying, just some playing with his little matchbox cars. I, of course still stayed awake until 11:30 farming on FB and doing old lady word puzzles. But still, I went to bed knowing that for once, I won the battle!

I am thinking of writing another blog, just for fun. Hmmm...I'll think about it some more.

A night owl like his momma

It is 10:30 p.m. and I can hear Brody playing in his room. I have gone in there about four times in the last twenty minutes. I give up. Apparently, he will go to sleep when he is good and ready. This is why there will be a playroom in the next house, all those toys in his bedroom are much too rempting at naptime and bedtime. I wonder how happy he is going to be with me tomorrow morning when I wake him up at 8:00. I have been letting him sleep in however long he wants, which means he doesn;t come out of his room until about 9-9:30. I think it's time for me to crack down on the sleep schedule!

Bedtime Battles

Apparently, I jinxed myself and bragged one too many times about how well my child goes to bed. Usually, it took nothing more than a binkie and a blanket and he was good to go! The last 3 to 4 nights, he has thrown the worst fits at bedtime! I am at my wits end. He spends a good hour to an hour and a half freaking out. I thought he was scared of the dark, so I out a night light in his room. No luck. I rock him till he's alomst asleep and the minute I lay him down in his bed, he's screaming and crying. Mike rocked him till he was completely asleep and he still woke up and freaked out! I am now doing the "cry it out" thing and going in at five minute intervals to put him back in his bed and calm him down. Nothing is working!! I fear you will be reading about the crazy lady in the paper if this continues! Oh, and as an added bonus for me, Mike leaves tomorrow for 6 days. Yay.