Lil Diva the Teether and a Few of Her Favorite Things.

Drool much?

I find myself extremely tired tonight, after Lil Diva’s 12:30 AM waking last night (due to her going down for the night about ninety minutes too early).

Luckily catastrophe was avoided (as in having her be awake playing all night and thus causing a reversal of day/night schedule which I fortunately have not seen since she was a newborn).  However, it did take a good hour to get her back to sleep and even then we were  unsure if she’d stay that way. So I didn’t get to sleep until around 2 AM.

I’d like it to be a little earlier tonight.

It brought home once again how messing with the “normal” routine can be a very risky thing.

The last few days have been a double edged sword.  Lil Diva hasn’t been napping, so she’s been cranky in the evenings.

You can either:

A) bite the bullet and keep her awake until it’s nearly bedtime (my usual choice) or

B) you can let her fall asleep way too early for bed, or

C) take a late nap.

The latter two tend to wry havoc upon the “typical” schedule but  – at least until you hear screaming at 12:32 AM – are a far more pleasant option in the short term.

I go for option A about 99% of the time. I do NOT want to be woken up in the middle of the night because it tends to be for just long enough for my body to wake up and then I can’t get back to sleep.

CG chose option B – though he believed it would be C – last night to try to make things easier for Bobbi while we received the rare chance to play volleyball together.

Lil Diva plays peekaboo around the corner with her brother.

Bobbi definitely got the good end of that deal. Although volleyball was fun (we won!)…

She gets creative in how to carry things while crawling.

As mentioned, naps have been an issue the last several days. Lil Diva has returned to the “on again” part of her teething cycle (several days to a week of more crankiness than usual, more drool, more gnawing, sometimes a low fever, crappy naps). She’s STILL trying to cut her top middle teeth and it’s driving me slightly crazy. With The Tackler, those were second only to the molars on the Major Pain scale: for both the teether and those subjected to caring for the teether.

I really hate teething.

Lil Diva is usually so happy. She loves to coo, laugh, babble, tackle, devour books (literally), and lug her baby dolls around. She’s ticklish and almost always up for a game of peekaboo. She’ll crawl into your lap  – she just won’t stay there. She loves to dance (especially to her Finnish symphonic metal band – Nightwish). And she loves her big brother..

But you forget all that when she becomes a whiny cranky not-napping clingy girl. Then you’ll do anything for her to sleep for more than 30-40 minutes.

At ten months and eight days, she’s already starting to turn that walk into a run. She’ll eat any food (or nonfood) that falls on the floor if you don’t have the time to sweep.

"HA! Got'cha!"

She’ll climb the stairs if the cats or something else interesting lie out of reach. She loves to eat shoes. Sneakers, flip flops, running shoes. All are fair game. The boppy pillow is a toy to tackle, snuggle, step over, crawl over, and trip on.

The kitty cats are also toys.

Shaft shows his new tolerance for Lil Diva.

A toy to be eaten.

This image should look familiar...

The cats are MUCH more tolerant of Lil Diva’s shenanigans than they were for her big brother’s. They are either desensitized to little ones now, or they are so desperate for love because I so rarely get a chance to sit down and cuddle, they don’t care what package it comes in anymore.

She loves playing in the child care center at the gym. She’s always excited to get there and makes a beeline for the nearest toys.

She loves the pool and splashing and hates it when bath time ends and you dare to dry her off and put clothes on her.

This morning, Lil Diva and I had our own dance jam before my Zumba class while The Tackler still slept.

I never tire of watching my kids dance.

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About Kelly K @ Dances with Chaos

Kelly K has learned the five steps to surviving of motherhood: 1) Don't get mad. Grab your camera. 2) Take a photograph. 3) Blog about it. 4) Laugh. 5) Repeat. She shares these tales at Dances with Chaos in order to preserve what tiny amount of sanity remains. You can also find her on her sister blog, Writing with Chaos (www.writingwithchaos.com) sharing memoir and engaging in her true love: fiction writing. It's cheaper than therapy.
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