So Proud!

One of the things I've had on my list to do is to get Claire to sleep without rocking or other "sleep props" as Babywise puts it. Yesterday I decided I've put it off long enough and that I need to just buckle down and start letting her cry herself to sleep. I was dreading the 3-5 days they say it takes for a baby to change their sleeping habits and knew I would have to listen to hours of endless crying.

Today's afternoon nap was my first shot. I changed her diaper, bundled her up in her Swaddle Pod, sang the first verse to I Am A Child Of God, set her in her crib and went downstairs with baby monitor in hand, prepared for the worst.

5 minutes went by and no noise. Then another 5 minutes. I waited a total of 15 minutes and decided I better check on her. Maybe the monitor wasn't working I thought. I opened the door and was amazed when I saw this:


My little "Claire Bear" sound asleep. I literally started to cry - I was so proud of her! I only hope this isn't just a one time thing. We'll see in a few hours when she goes down for another nap.

A Day Full of Accomplishments

Sometimes Claire has her days when she doesn't let me get anything done, but today, she was an absolute joy! She let me shower, do my hair, put makeup on, paint my nails, and even exercise for the first time in a LONG time. I've realized now that with a 2 month old baby, days like these are one in a million.

We did have one little mishap though. I fixed myself a turkey sandwhich and went upstairs for a minute. Well...it was a little too quiet. By the time I got downstairs, I was left with this -


This is exactly how Khloe left the plate. Somehow she managed to eat only the turkey and havarti cheese and left me the bread, lettuce and sprouts. "Thanks Khloers." :)

Family Outing (minus Khloe)

Last weekend Claire and I joined Erik on the golf course for a quick 9 holes. I decided that it's never too early to start teaching Claire the art of being a perfect golf companion. I must say, she caught on very quickly and she's on her way to being daddy's little caddy.

Here are the rules - first of all, there is no talking (or crying) while someone is hitting the ball. Second, driving the cart is an art form. Take the quickest route to the ball and try not to start/stop the cart abruptly. Third, tend the flag if called upon and lastly, while Erik (daddy) reflects upon all of his shots for what seems like hours on end, look at him with your big blue eyes and pretend to listen.


Claire's got this down pat!