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Chug Chug Chugging Along.

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My hair might be oily. I might be in pjs all day. And my brain will always have this lingering pressure from lack of sleep. I know these months are just a few months, but I hate wishing time away when I know I want to cherish every phase at the same time. I just REALLY want to sleep again. Where are these 4 hour stretches Dallin?? I just hate neglecting Lexi because I'm so dang tired. Accomplishing ANYTHING becomes the accomplishment. Like today I made banana bread & made a craft project with Lexi. When I make it to the grocery store, clean the bathroom, or put away all the laundry, I mean it seems like substantial feats. I used to go stir crazy in the house. Now I'm just afraid I'll never make it out willfully again. I mean I do, sometimes. I set play dates and then I'm forced to do stuff. 

Instead of messes, Lexi has turned up the sass. Everything "is a good idea" when she suggests it, but sometimes when it comes to cleaning her room or doing something I asked her to she's all "you need to listen to me, mom. you need to be nice and listen to me." Those are my words used against me. She is tricky that one, because she is absolutely right. And for the record, she does support a clean room, she just wants mom or dad to clean it up. I had our neighbor babysit her last week and she actually willingly did all the cleaning in order to have them over. 

I also discovered she doesn't like mushrooms this week. I'm still grateful she isn't picky. Just a handful of "I don't like that" But granted, we kind of use tough love as in ""you have to at least try it" "get over it", "go to bed hungry then" or "if you're hungry enough for a treat, you're hungry enough to finish dinner" but really she just eats so slow. I feel like every toddler struggles with changing their mind and driving adults crazy with how much time is involved in the little processes, including the things you wouldn't even think were a process. Mostly because they get distracted easily. 

She is loving her bike these days. She loves seeing people her age and gets distracted as we walk by. "that's my friend, mommy!" as she points to a complete stranger. Several people come up to me totally taken back by the sweet love Lexi has showed to their child, which makes them feel welcomed. Keep on keeping on, Lexi. I told Mr Smith I will be so sad when she can feel rejection. I want to protect her from it so bad and let her know that no matter what happens, she is a beautiful soul. Except for when she torments her brother *face palm* that one.

And just for the record, brother had made it to the Bumpo! I get excited when they get better head control. Now to stiffen up that back so I can just put him on my hip and go! <2.5 months>







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