This is a beautiful face to wake up to (but I would prefer to wait until at least 7am to see it).
Scoot over Jen, you've been replaced by coffee. I'm not really sure how I used to get through the day before. I would make the occasional trip to Starbucks for a
Grande Soy Latte, but now I can't make it to 9:00 am without at least two (usually three) cups of Folgers. This all stems from Ellie's new sleep schedule the past week. I guess we got a little spoiled when she would go down at 8:30 and make it until 3:00 am without so much as a peep. For some reason she reverted back to waking up every 2-3 hours. Last night she went down by 8:45, up at 12:00, 2:00, 3:45, and so on. At 6 am she is ready to greet the day, ready or not.
Knute and I have gone through a laundry list of
possibilities for why the sudden change. We have the same bedtime routine every night: bath, bottle, story, rocking. I thought most three-month
old babies sleep through the night (a five hour stretch). No? If this post makes no sense it is because I am functioning like a Zombie.
On Sunday we celebrated a very special three-year-old's birthday, Campbell. I love this little girl! She had a "Pink Party" (last year was blue) where everyone wore pink, the house was decorated in pink, and all the food was pink. Needless to say, there was a lot of PINK. She's my kind of girl. Also, I think the birthday girl changed into a minimum of four different dresses. Ellie celebrated in her typical fashion, by sleeping (during the day of course).
