Summer is coming

It's time to get ready to be one of those social mommies. I will be signing up for storytime at the library. Edith and I will join the mommies for a romping good time. So I hear. I am excited about it. As soon as I get my mommy haircut.

Life goes on

Things are going well. Edith now only wakes up once a night around 4am. I am good with that for now. I haven't figured out how to get her to go down for a nap alone yet though.
I keep telling myself that I have "already won" the lottery. I already have all the stuff I want. The big stuff, yes. The trivial goodies, no. Handbags, shoes, electronics. I've got a shopping list. I decided the only crazy thing I would buy myself when I win big in the lottery is a special fridge for fancy cheeses.

Edith is the world.

The whole entire world is Edith. I care for her and feed her. I try to keep her from eating electrical cords. She is almost at a very mobile point in her life. She scoots around on her belly.

Sleep of joy

By letting Edith cry at night, she is learning to sleep. For some reason, I couldn't handle waking up every hour to keep her company.