September 2, 2008
So things are better. Maggie slept almost all night last night- waking around 3am for about 15 minutes, just a little snuggle on the couch before she drifted off to sleep again. And I will say, when she falls asleep in my arms like that? It makes the fact that we’re up at 3am seem not so bad. Since she rarely sits still during the day, those snuggles are something I treasure. (But that doesn’t mean I want her to keep waking up in the middle of the night! Thankyouverymuch.)
She does have a bit of a cold. Poor kid was all congested last night, so I broke out the humidifier to try to help her sleep better, and maybe it worked? Who knows. We’ll see what happens tonight. I sure hope she sleeps good again, because I work tomorrow and I need my brain to be functioning at least at 50%. heh
It truly is amazing what a good night of sleep can do for your outlook on life though. Whether you’re 29 or 17-months-old, it makes a huge difference. We had a nice morning, went for a walk, played a little bit, then she took a 3-hour nap (!!!) during which I got some work done for clients and then even showered! So much accomplished!
She is developing quite the Attitude lately though. I daresay, Terrible Twos seem to have hit about 6 months early. Everything is Drama, and she has this insane need to throw ALL OF HER UNEATEN FOOD onto the floor after every meal. We have tried everything to get her to stop: yelling at her, ignoring her, explaining rationally that she can’t do that, saying ‘Uh-oh!’ because that’s her new favorite word, taking the food away from her (even though that means Dinner Over and Mom and Dad are still eating and we will have a screaming child who wants out of her high chair in about 2.1 seconds) Nothing works. And usually, when we yell at her? SHE LAUGHS AT US. I’m not even kidding. And then of course we have to hide our faces because DUDE it’s so cute and really kind of funny but we can’t let her see us laughing. Hi, we are Mature Parents.
I’m at a loss, honestly. I know she’ll grow out of it, and obviously she won’t be 12 and still throwing her food on the floor… but until then? There is a huge mess to clean up after each meal.
In other unrelated news, I wanted give you all a Kitty Update. It’s been almost 3 weeks since Scotty went to his new home, and just over 2 weeks for Gracie. I’ll start with Gracie, because that’s the easiest story: she’s doing very well. Dan’s uncle sends us regular updates (from an email address he set up just for Gracie, and the emails are ‘From’ her, how freaking cute is that?!) She is still not loving the other cat, but they aren’t hissing much at each other anymore, and she really seems to like her new Human. So I’m glad about that.
Scotty, on the other hand… argh. He’s doing okay. Better than the first week, when he wouldn’t eat and was acting depressed and hiding all the time. I think it was just a major shock to him to go from being inside with us all the time to being outside without a lot of human interaction all day. He is a People Cat and I worried that he would have a hard time with it. But apparently he’s doing better and seems to enjoy being outside now. And he’s getting along okay with the other two cats now too. The only problem? He keeps trying to sneak into the neighbors house. They have 3 little girls who LOVE the kitties next door, so he is lapping up the attention where he can get it. And one of the other cats also likes the attention, so now they’re competing… and word is that Scotty got into their house and PEED ON THEIR FLOOR. We’re pretty sure it was a ‘marking the territory’ kind of thing, because Taffy and Scotty are both vying for the attention of the girls. But still… I feel so bad that they have to deal with his Stupidity now! Dan had always said about him, ‘If we could bottle annoying and sell it, we would be MILLIONAIRES because we have Scotty.’
So, they’re both doing okay and adjusting relatively well, I guess. It is really strange to not have them here. Most of the time I kind of forget they’re not here, until I go to do something like bring groceries in the house. I always had to open and close the door REALLY FAST and then I’d trip over both of them coming up the steps. I’ll start watching for them and then realize they’re not here. Very strange.
Okay I’ve rambled enough. I need to get to bed just in case a certain someone decides she’s going to have a Cranky Night. Let’s hope not!!!!